death

 you and me
young and free
driving along the open road
singing to songs on the radio
getting the words wrong
laughing joking
pinching poking
showing just a token
of our affection and love

i hear you scream
a cars full beams
hits us head on
now you are gone
i am all alone
no messages on my phone
noyone waiting at home
just me in my wheelchair
deppressed dont care
without you i cant live
cant give this love to anyone else

the knife cuts my wrists deep
starting to go to sleep
i will be with you soon
as death starts to creep
up on me

now i am deceased