I'll be your mess, you be mine
That was the deal we had signed
I bought a hazmat suit to clean up your waste
Gas masks, gloves to keep us safe
But now I'm alone in an empty room
Staring down immaculate doom
Immaculate, immaculate doom
All that was between me and you
"be your mess, you'd be mine"
All the lies wrote in Time
In the end, no word said
You were gone, my heart bled
Mask on the floor, only thing left
Is for you to come put me to rest
In this immaculate, immaculate doom
All that was. Between me and you.
YOU ARE READING
Memories
PoetryFor when thoughts invade or your mind it's 5 am and still sleep won't come For when you want to shout And scream out loud For they to leave you at peace. Sometimes writting everything straight Just isn't enough. Sometimes it has to rhyme, To follow...
