I'm writing letters to you
I'd right a thousand more if you would come back to me
And I'm sorry that I couldn't come to your funeral
I couldn't see you in that hole
Ashy skin
Frozen cold
No life force from within
All souls matter gone
To wherever it went
To wherever you went without me
And you said you'd never reciprocate my feelings
But at least can you give me back my humanity
I can't deal with all this loneliness
I guess that I'll just fix this mess we made
End it all
And close my coffin forever more
YOU ARE READING
Memories of a Monster
PoetryStories have told about the monster in the night. The monster that must stay far away from light. But how does it feel to always have to hide To be forced to take on this terrible fight How does it feel to be stripped of the right? The right to liv...
