I can feel the tension in my lips as I speak the truth.. that your just here to keep me begging on my knee's. I feel the cracking in my bones as they straiten out. The sweat drips off of my forehand like a flowing river. So yes, I have been worrying that my time is coming to an end, and I am losing everyone that I hold dear to my heart. I can feel my muscles move back and forth.. My tears never seem to fade away. The truth is we are both living in our fear. and we can't help but running scared. I am living my nightmares. I am on the edge, and I just want to get down. I can hear my heart beating as fast as it can, the breeze blows in my hair. and I could care less. If I fell to heaven... and all your scars would be healed, would you be there when they buried my flesh? I can see the ground as it gets closer to me. I can taste the blood that soaks in my mouth. I know this is what you want, this funeral will keep us apart. So I can soar like a bird, and I c...
Life and Poetry
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