Your death you left me with
The last of you on my fingertips
Your pretty eyes closed forever
But you promised you'd leave me never
Maybe if I cry more you'll wake up
If I swear a little you'll wake up
All the doctors said 5 minutes are all I've left
I still got 25 dollars in my right pocket
5 minutes of your life traded for some cash
Later they'll have you thrown along the trash
I'm sorry I couldn't come with you
But I'll burn this hospital down for you
Smoke everywhere burns my eyes
They could've saved you, but they lied
The light burns my hands, it's too bright
The smokes hard to breathe but that's alright.
YOU ARE READING
Poems Of The Broken
PoetryIt's a book I wanted to make since ever......I would like every one to read how I view the world I feel like it's my contribution to humanity. Yes I wrote each and every poem some are good some are very bad. But it's still me and my story. I hope an...
