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Marchel Tyler Poem
Do you know what it's like?
Never wanting to wake up.
What it's like to be laying in bed
With all of these thoughts going through your head
Death. Does it hurt?
Is it like sleeping?
Shit, It must be great.
The nightmare would end, right?
Can I try it?
I never want to wake up. Please
I'm begging you, just let me sleep.
Because the nightmares I see in my dreams,
They are still more pleasant than this bullshit terror I see when I'm awake.
Copyright © Marchel Tyler | Year Posted 2015
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Marchel Tyler Poem
Hell isn't magma pits and fire.
It's hazel eyes and a crooked smile.
With a laugh that could drown out every scream.
Hell is "I love you" spoken from those beautiful lips,
Knowing every syllable is a lie.
Hell is wanting her touch,
Her taste,
Her smell.
Hell is believing every word
"I missed you"
"I love you"
"I'll never let you go"
Hell is.. Her.
Copyright © Marchel Tyler | Year Posted 2015
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