Death screams my name
As does my blade
Sick of losing those I love
He's gone now
Now he can't teach me the drums
Now I'll never see his face
I shouldn't complain of my pain
It must've been so hard for his brother and his mother
I've cried for awhile
But I'm left with a blank face
Lost in memory
Lost on my own
Something won't let me believe he's gone
But really I know
I'm so done feeling
I want it all to end
I'M DONE BEING ALIVE
Just let my soul be free
I'm sick of everything
But he'll always live in my memories
STAI LEGGENDO
The heart of a poet
ŞiirMy mediocre poetry all in one place. I hope you all will enjoy, sorry that I won't be updating this very much.
