Covered In Unspoken Words.
“If Ever” the blood would stop,
“What If?” I was able to swap.
I’m running in this “Nothing But A Died End” Maze,
feeling your burning gaze.
These scars dripped over my arms,
giving me more harm.
These “Lips Sealed For Eternity.”
“Stuck In The Middle,” with no abilities.
Hair drenched over my chest,
“Still All Alone,” stuck in this mess.
“Just Think,” I was able to crumble.
“No Matter What,” I always stumbled.
“It Hurts,” the pain cramped in my heart,
To think these words were “Spoken From The Heart.”
“What’s Happening To Me?” you should mean nothing,
“You Took Me,” now I hear the drumming.
You’re my “Living Enemy.”
“Stop Loving Me” you’re like ecstasy.
Leave me “Drowning beneath My Own Blood.”
I no longer want to be stuck in the mud.
Appear to me, “The Silent Angel,”
if only you were capable.
“What Have You Done To Me?” Leaving me all alone once again.
Why don’t you “Rip This Broken Heart Once Again.”
You told me we “Found Our Destiny,”
“Please Don’t Temp Me,” Because you have no empathy.
Why don’t we play some “Fantasy Under The Sea.”
If only you were able to see.
Me under the “Rain Drops,”
dealing with everything I’ve copped.
But still “All On Her Own.” You used to say,
as it continued with “Never Give Up,” Every day.
“Now You’re Gone,” Again I’m alone.
This “Unspoken Love,” Stolen Away from my own home.
Your “Unknown Love,” pulled me apart.
You never really did have a heart.
“A Rose Shall Blossom Twice,” Though you broke me,
“A little Thing Called Love,” yet you could never see.
Though “Tonight I’ve Fallen,”
These “Rainbow Tears,” Were all that I ever gotten.
Remember you said you would rule “The World Around Me.”
That was never meant to be.
Just like when you said “I Fell For The Sky,”
There was really was “No Need To Cry,”
Let the “Blood That Shatters The Floors,” stench grow,
entoxicating everything you ever owed.
Though you now stand before me with a gun,
asking if “I Regret,” what had been.
You never understood the true love I gave,
“About To Die,” yet you don’t look me directly in the eyes.
My last words echoing in your ears like you would now care,
“Shoot...If You Dare?” because “Who Am I?” To You Anymore?
39 titles to 39 Poems. Equaling To 40.
“What If?” I was able to swap.
I’m running in this “Nothing But A Died End” Maze,
feeling your burning gaze.
These scars dripped over my arms,
giving me more harm.
These “Lips Sealed For Eternity.”
“Stuck In The Middle,” with no abilities.
Hair drenched over my chest,
“Still All Alone,” stuck in this mess.
“Just Think,” I was able to crumble.
“No Matter What,” I always stumbled.
“It Hurts,” the pain cramped in my heart,
To think these words were “Spoken From The Heart.”
“What’s Happening To Me?” you should mean nothing,
“You Took Me,” now I hear the drumming.
You’re my “Living Enemy.”
“Stop Loving Me” you’re like ecstasy.
Leave me “Drowning beneath My Own Blood.”
I no longer want to be stuck in the mud.
Appear to me, “The Silent Angel,”
if only you were capable.
“What Have You Done To Me?” Leaving me all alone once again.
Why don’t you “Rip This Broken Heart Once Again.”
You told me we “Found Our Destiny,”
“Please Don’t Temp Me,” Because you have no empathy.
Why don’t we play some “Fantasy Under The Sea.”
If only you were able to see.
Me under the “Rain Drops,”
dealing with everything I’ve copped.
But still “All On Her Own.” You used to say,
as it continued with “Never Give Up,” Every day.
“Now You’re Gone,” Again I’m alone.
This “Unspoken Love,” Stolen Away from my own home.
Your “Unknown Love,” pulled me apart.
You never really did have a heart.
“A Rose Shall Blossom Twice,” Though you broke me,
“A little Thing Called Love,” yet you could never see.
Though “Tonight I’ve Fallen,”
These “Rainbow Tears,” Were all that I ever gotten.
Remember you said you would rule “The World Around Me.”
That was never meant to be.
Just like when you said “I Fell For The Sky,”
There was really was “No Need To Cry,”
Let the “Blood That Shatters The Floors,” stench grow,
entoxicating everything you ever owed.
Though you now stand before me with a gun,
asking if “I Regret,” what had been.
You never understood the true love I gave,
“About To Die,” yet you don’t look me directly in the eyes.
My last words echoing in your ears like you would now care,
“Shoot...If You Dare?” because “Who Am I?” To You Anymore?
39 titles to 39 Poems. Equaling To 40.