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6d
I wish you were real
o' my dear old friend
I wish we were together
o' my dear gold digger
I wish I wasn't afraid
o' my dear truth teller
I wish you didn't know
o' my dear good liar
and we lie
next to each other
till death comes between us
and then
we lie
next to each other
until we rise again to the stars
and let me tell you
that the god
told me that I can't be in heaven
therefore I never wanted anyone
to burn with me in hell
your angelic faces
your innocent eyes
you were trying to scare me
to make me feel numb
but the pain that i endured
the things you never knew
you just saw behavior
and I saw right through you
now I should bear the fact
that I can't hear your voice
o' my dear old love
I will die alone with you
Written by
Repentant  29/M/Tehran
(29/M/Tehran)   
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