September 24,2018
I hope you see me every time in your dreams, and I hope you know I'm out of reach.
Addicted to Meth and nicotine, I hope you know your dead to me.
Broken memories hollowed up like a figurine, I hope you know your dead to me.
I hope you choke when you bleed, and suffocate in your sheets. I'll be the last thing you'll see.
This is broken love in the first degree, your mind is gone, hallowed up like a figurine.
I wrote your name on the bullet and shot it through my head, to let you know your the last thing that went through my mind.
I gave you everything, I sold my soul and killed my mind.
Your breath reeks of nicotine, I need you to know your dead to me.
I hope you choke when you bleed, and suffocate in your sheets. I'll be the last thing you see, when you fall soundly asleep.
Haunted memories, will fill you up like the alcohol you need. To lose your mind away from me.
Killing you slowly, just like you did to me. Abusive in the head to make you hurt physically.
I hope you choke when you bleed, and suffocate in your sheets. I'll be the last thing you see.
Broken love in the first degree hallowed up like a figurine.
Addicted to meth and nicotine, I hope you know your dead to me.
-<3 love <3
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PoetryA book of poems, for any emotion. Trigger warning!! Some adult content? I mean if your triggered by depression and stuff like that don't read some of the poems! Thank you
