Just as the words left your mouth
I found myself deep in thoughts.
What's it like to lose someone?
I've lost a lot on my way
But death has not caused me pain.
How should I react?
I don't know...
I try to say something to you
But my mouth goes dry.
What's it like to let you die?
Death. The end. Us. Over.
Constant warnings play in my mind.
Ooh I can't seem to function all of a sudden.
I think I'm trying to reach heaven ;
Maybe I'll be there when you come.
I don't know.... I look at your cold embarced eyes
As the words fall out of my mouth,
"Hang on, I'm not there yet."
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Poems By A Nymph Drunk On Words
PoetryWords, They have changed me They have captured my soul and owned it But don't be scared my dear For Oh you have no clue How much I'm in love to be drunk on words.
