Death Becomes Her
baby im here
standing right beside you
cant you feel me breathing
dont you feel my touch
why wont you look at me
why are you ignoring me
why wont you hold my hand
i speak to you but you never
respond thought we had a
tight bond
i lay down beside you but you
act like im not here
you walk around the house like
you live alone
get mad scream throw
something
am i not a thought in your
mind
i look in the mirror but see
no reflection
my skin is white
my heart is not beating
you are the table alone
eating
my presence doent linger
in this home anymore
im not of this world like
i was before
IM DEAD!!!!!!
Copyright © Brandy Megens | Year Posted 2009
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