april 4th, 2007 11:30 - 2 am

a poem i wrote one night while watching adult swim

if i were to die at this very moment,

would you dance with my corpse?

 

if i were to die tomorrow,

would you kiss my cold,dead lips?

 

if i were to die two days from now,

would you sleep with my dead body?

 

if i were to die in three days,

would you steal my shriveled,rotting flesh to take as your own?

 

would you still love me?

would you love me forever even when the only thing left of me is my frail bones?

 

would you stay by my side?

would you stay with me even when they called you insane and

would you eventually meet me in hell because neither of us could make it to heaven...

if it even existed in the first place?

 

would you???

do you love me that much or is it a lie;

an act you put on just to get what you want?

so, what is it?

is it a lie or is it love?

you choose,

my cold,dead corpse is waiting...

 

 

Reviews

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

I can understand the emotions coming from this piece, dealing with mental disorders all my life its a fun thing to deal with. I hope that despite your username suicide is something that is not on your mind...


Great Write.