The sky looks like them---
Just waiting to burst out in tears
Scream
And collapse

Feeling as if I
Am fraud lying to me
About everything
Sometimes

Hard to explain
But I can't help feeling this way

You ring in my ear and my mind
You were too loud
And I was forced to be around you too long

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You go In your haunting voice with your haunting actions
Yet another thing if yours
With a result that makes me feel bad

I'll drown in boiling water and the coldness of my soul would still be part of me

If you lose a poem,
Just the paper you wrote it on.
You haven't lost the poem at all.

I am sorry
So so sorry
For what I did
But I am
Fearing that you
Will be unforgiving
Yet again
I am sorry
So so sorry
So so sorry
That I am getting fed up
With our ‘ship’
Is tanking
I am sorry
So so sorry
So so sorry
Beyond comprehension
For what I have done

What would happen
If I were
To strap my heart
To a polygraph test
Would it stay true for you
Would it just lie to me again

I am the zombie flea
Left for dead
Resurrected by hope
As now pain
No fear
And astronomical
Strength physically
And emotionally
For I am half dead
From my beginnings
A zombie