Do I ever cross your mind?
If you heard that I was dead,
Would you think of me?
Would you think of what you could’ve done differently?
If I was dead, if I was dead, if I was dead

Do I ever cross your mind?
If you heard that I was dead,
Would you cry?
Did you know that I loved you?
If I was dead, would you forget me?
If I was dead, if I was dead, if I was dead

Give me your torn
And ripped heart
The one that is
Full of infection
Of betrayal
Dishonesty
And loneliness
I will cure it
With my love
I will nurture
With the balm
Of my kisses
Give your
Perfect heart
To someone else
I don’t need it
I need your
Imperfection
I need your pain
Not the joy
I want your
Hidden tears
Not the fake smile
I want your
True  loneliness
Not the company
Of contract
That breaks
And fades away
With time
I want your
Imperfection
Not the polished
Perfection
I want your real self
That is sleeping
For years
Yes
I want your
Real self

©️Sobbingsoul

I have a knife in my back, an arrow through my heart, and a bullet in my brain.