I tell my friend as I burn alive,
"please remember me as
I left. A form of insanity."
He adds more gasoline
to my hands, to my eyes
which reach out to him
begging him to revolutionize
with me.
He tells me it's my fault
that I chose to be like this
that I chose to burn.
He screams that I
had no right to lose my mind
to leave him in reality
to leave him pathetic
--lovely
--hateful
He hates me.
I tell him that when he
makes angels in the snow
of my ashes
to think of when he
kissed me.
****** he whispers
into my ear
and I know he still loves me.
Sep 17, 2012
Sep 17, 2012 at 8:59 PM UTC
I tell my friend as I burn alive,
"please remember me as
I left. A form of insanity."
He adds more gasoline
to my hands, to my eyes
which reach out to him
begging him to revolutionize
with me.
He tells me it's my fault
that I chose to be like this
that I chose to burn.
He screams that I
had no right to lose my mind
to leave him in reality
to leave him pathetic
--lovely
--hateful
He hates me.
I tell him that when he
makes angels in the snow
of my ashes
to think of when he
kissed me.
****** he whispers
into my ear
and I know he still loves me.
