here's another depressing poem. i'll be adding alot more sice i've been bored. so tell meh what you think
~Prayer of the Dead
Dear lover,
<o:p> </o:p>How would you know, you couldn’t tell,
If it was night, blinding without light,
How could you know if I fell
Please don’t blame yourself
My death was my own fate
Death has came there’s no one to blame
The hour of my death had actually came late
Death wasn’t something I feared, so don’t feel shame
This is the prayer of my death
Sorrow and grief
Nothing of me is left
To me this is relief
Why are you still dreading it?
Why do you still cry?
I’m the one that bleed
Death sang me a lullaby
Taking me with him, I saw your eyes
Crying I screamed “this isn’t a lie………”
<o:p> </o:p>Good Bye….