Will you still love me when
I start to fall apart?
Will you still kiss me when
My lips fall off of my face?
Will you still hold my hand when
My fingers cling to my decomposing frame?
Will you still sing me to sleep when
I can no longer hear your voice?
Will you still try to make me laugh when
My mouth can no longer form a smile?
Will you still pinch my cheeks when
There’s nothing left but bone?
Will you still stand by me when
My knees break?
Will you still wake me up
When I shy from the light?
Will you still compliment my eyes when
They’ve fallen out of their sockets?
Will you still caress my skin when
It’s covered in blood?
Will you still run your fingers through my hair when
I’ve ripped it all out?
Will you still love the idea of me when
I’ve fallen to pieces?