The Pathetic Cause of My Death
I'm dying as you're lying,
I'm crying- despising.
I cannot take the pain,
Cuz I strain myself in vein.
I take my final breath,
Cuz less air it equals death.
In my soul I'm numb,
Happiness will never come.
Breath a little slower,
Couldn't take me any lower.
My death upon us all,
Watch me bleed as I crawl.
I cannot stand the fact,
That you never had my back.
This blade is so disgusting,
With my life in it I'm trusting.
Copyright © Chelsea Stufleben | Year Posted 2011
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