Screw the World, I Turn My Back On Thee
I sit here and thoughts fly by,
Wondering when the hell i may die.
I have a bullet, just one, maybe just once.
He will allow me to become a dead dunce.
This stupidity over comes me,
A rapid red sea.
Flowing away,
I set fire to it, coursing through my veins.
Burning from the inside when your not by my side.
I read to hours passing,
God you look so young, so strapping.
This isn't over lord, you understand me?
This love you have robbed me off,
this life withstanding.
Anger blurs to passion,
Passion blurs to rage.
Make my blood burn,
feeling trapped as if within a cage.
I kiss you,
you kiss me.
Nibbling with my sharp teeth.
moaning, hating loving still.
This love unbearable, because it will never be real.
My real love is away,
to this very day.
I want to be with him,
I just cant find a rhyme,
for a memory within that time.
So forgive me lord if i say.
SCREW THE WORLD!
let me die!
Copyright © Tiffany Julius | Year Posted 2010
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