Dear Maddie,
When I think of you it hurts my heart,
My head starts pounding, and it can't stop.
I hate how it all happened, how you died.
It should've been me, not you.
But I wasn't there in time.
I hate myself for it, I really fucking do.
But to Hell with everyone, all except you.
You were the embodiment of giving, so gracious and kind.
Why did you have to go and die?
I can't get you out of my head, my heart.
I just can't do it, I can't even forget,
Your voice, your words, and smile that left.
Tears come to my eyes as I try to focus,
What was here and now before it all vanished.
Now I'm here and the blood's pouring down.
I'm ready to die, sleep safe and sound.
And once I leave, I know you'll be waiting.
A new place that I'll call home, once I'm put down.
-Sincerely,
Me (Author)
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Sorry but we ran out of espresso, so I had to hit you with that depresso. Sorry dudes.
-From, Author
YOU ARE READING
The Devil's Mark
PoesiaThis is book filled with my poetry and maybe some rants. I named it this because it's going to get really.. Deep. I guess. See ya on the other side.
