Help me,
save me,
falling down on my knee.
Can't stand, need a hand,
save me.
I just can't be alone anymore,
I've been feeling kind of sore,
since you left me.
What we used to be,
we'd sail out to sea,
Just you and I,
flying high,
why?
Why would you leave me,
why can't you see?
You fucked what we had.
Can't you see that I'm mad,
damn, I'm pissed,
with the blasphemy you've hissed.
You fed on my heart,
as you tore it apart.
You're a demon, a devil,
you're far off my level.
Now I will revel,
your glory,
this story is gory.
You're horny,
my soul -- you want it.
It's your hit,
It's your drug,
and my blood you will chug,
but that's okay,
your game, I'll play.
Here's my blood in a cup,
I'll give it all up.
I'll give you my soul,
serve it in a bowl.
I'm in love with you,
no matter what you do.
I know we haven't gone well,
But I'd drag myself through hell.
So save me from the fire,
help me build my empire.
Oh please, save me from me,
the liar,
help me be what I want to be.
Save me.
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Poems of a Suicidal Memory
PoetryI took all of my poems and compiled them into one big thing. Comments and constructive criticism are/is much appreciated. I will add to this as I write more, therefore there will be no set time for when I will update. Just read, enjoy, and support m...