Anything But Ordinary

As Good As Dead

© Copyright Sweetdreamer747 2013

~As Good As Dead~

I’m going under,

Losing breath,

Losing my being,

Close to death.

And what am I thinking?

As I lay there,

Not of you

And your lies run bare.

It’s thanks to you,

That my heart is stone,

It’s no thanks to you,

That I lost someone.

“Go fuck yourself!”

I believe I said,

When inside I felt,

You were as good as dead.

Now here I lay,

On this cold, hard ground,

And my weeping tears,

Have lost their sound.

There is no meaning,

As there are too many lies,

The warmth is lost,

 And the winter dries.

The Belief is bare,

And the beating stills,

The violence fares

As Innocence Kills…