Words that wait
On my lips
Thoughts that linger
On my mind
Feelings that stay
On my heart
Are buried with me
And my scars
Demons keep
My soul in chains
Life support keeps
My eyelids apart
The people
Gathered round my bed
Will be buried with me
And my scars
Beating heart
Forces blood through veins
Addled brain
Keeps monitors happy
Ripped up skin
And torn, maimed parts
Have been buried with me
And my scars.
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Never Catch Me
PuisiA collection of poems about death. WARNING: contains death. #24 in poetry 9/25/15
