Ohne diche
A broken man I am,For I wish to end it all,
A knife to the heart,
Or a bullet to my brain.
My life a living hell,
Has destroyed all hope,
And has taken the soul,
But has left the pain.
In the world around us,
How could everything be so wrong,
But feel so right?
How could the minute I leave you,
I don't wanna live anymore?
Why can you be so far away,
But feel so close?
These questions always run through my mind,
There's not a second that I don't think of you,
Your hand In mine,
And your head on my heart.
Your sweet voice,
Has become the antidote,
For my suicidal thoughts,
And the reason,
For every additional breath.
The sweet liquor on your lips,
Is so heavenly, and blissful,
It's like kissing an angel.
Without you,
I'd be an angel without wings,
A person without purpose.
You are the light in my darkness,
The cure to all of my demons.
You are everything to me,
But the most important one of all is,
That you are my lover.
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