Death Bloom
I’m sick and tired of embracing reflection of past thought I should be with you I should be holding you But instead I’m lead into a life of misery and hate A life without you I don’t know why you hurt me I don’t know how you could be so cold I was left with one choice To embrace what I had To satisfy my own being Fuck the details Fuck the pain Fuck everything It’s dark for the fear of failure And gloom as wide as an eye and femunting The hate is roiling I have a death grip on my veins Flowering forth foul nectar Space between a blink and a tear Now as a last request I request you stay here as I take a vacation From which I won’t return Stay here live out your life Hurting every pathetic fool you can As you have done me Now I pack my bags and leave you Thank you for what you caused Goodbye...one of the poems my boyfriend, Eric wrote :D Written January 5th, 2002 © on Jan 05 2002 10:40 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"I’m sick and tired of embracing reflection of past thought..."