Poetry anyone?
My brain left on a poetry kick last night, so here goes. I'm having an horrific time naming it, so for now it's Unnamed #2. No, I really don't know what it's about...
The world whirls around
While
I am standing still,
I wanna know
If
Ashes burn twice
And these thoughts are treason
But
I can't find a reason
To be true.
Only blood can heal our wounds,
Recycle the paper
Of my suicide note
Inhale,
The dead breathe no more
Stop and remember me,
The gone don't ever feel.
I guess we'll meet
Then
When I'm damned again
Then I swear I'll make it better for you.
The world whirls around
While
I am standing still,
I wanna know
If
Ashes burn twice
And these thoughts are treason
But
I can't find a reason
To be true.
Only blood can heal our wounds,
Recycle the paper
Of my suicide note
Inhale,
The dead breathe no more
Stop and remember me,
The gone don't ever feel.
I guess we'll meet
Then
When I'm damned again
Then I swear I'll make it better for you.