Me- Mirror Mirror
can't you see I'm dyeing
the ones I love
are trying to keep me alive
but I've lost my will to survive
I need the release of death
and the sweet kiss of a bullet
to end my pain
why can't they see
it's life that's slowly killing me
Mirror- one of them know
he shares in your pain
and it shows
I think he loves you
I think he cares
I think he'll keep you from death
but still cut off your air
he loves you
which kills you
because you see his pain
and we both know
he cares too much
Me- yes I know
I feel his love
I don't want the release of death
I want the release of his embrace
I don't want the bullet to kiss me
I want him to
yet I still wish for death
something I can't have quite yet
YOU ARE READING
Mirror Mirror
PoetryThis is collection of dialougic poems that I wrote between me and my reflection when I was in the hospital. I found copies of them recently that were horrific to the point I couldn't publish the so this is the watered down versions....
