Doctor,
Doctor,
My end is near.
Doctor,
I repeat it is very clear.
A surgeon of the heart.
A stab in the chest,
it wasn't apart.
Doctor,
I plea for these broken hearts.
Doctor,
Repeat the last part.
Am I alone again?
I'm sorry I wasn't a good,
Girlfriend?
Doctor,
Doctor,
Please fix these hearts.
I'm sorry.
So sorry.
I've torn them apart.
Doctor,
I'm sorry the surgeon is gone.
There is no way to fix my terrible,
Heart?
If I were a doctor I'd help you all see.
My mind isn't right,
My mind will just bleed.
Doctor,
Doctor,
My end is near.
Doctor,
I only must fear.
I'm sorry so sorry my heart isn't here.
YOU ARE READING
|°Simply Structure°|
PoesiePoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
