You can take me to the hospital
But I doubt I’ll make it out alive
My heart was cut way to deep
There’s nothing left to revive
The room goes dark
I assume they finally quit
But I can still feel you inside
So I know that’s not it
Now my wounds are stitched
And it seems like I will live
But I didn’t want to make it
There’s nothing left for me to give
I’ll rip it at the seams
I’ll make it bleed some more
I’ll take it through the heart
Just like I did before
With the white sheets stained red
And my door locked tight
There’s one more thing I most do
Before I die tonight
I wrote you a letter
And in the note it said
“Give me a kiss goodnight
Cause by morning I’ll be dead”
All It Took Was My Funeral To Make Me Feel Alive
just a poem i wrote... idk... tell me what you think...pleaseDid you like this poem? Write one of your own!
