I Want People to Share Their Poetry

Tell me beautiful lies to alleviate my mind|
If time would rewind I would decline your invitation into my life|
Thoughts of making you my wife
How could I ever been so blind|
Thinking you was so for real when you was a devil in disguise|
Accepting my demise, I shall with haste|
Acquired the hate because loving you was a mistake|
No longer fighting with fate that designated my place|
Amongst the brokenhearted in this garden of pain|
I'm guarding my frame so you can't see it on my face|
The feeling of being displaced when all your efforts was put in for waste|
For goodness sake tell me when it's over|
The deeper I get the temperature gets colder|
Never regret what I told her, I still remember|
But this icebox which is my heart still remains cold as December|

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jehova · 31-35, M

the fields are tangled
with bodies mangled,
each is moaning for death
instead of the peace that is blowing out the candle of life
here comes the ambulance.

life is fleeting, but also eternal at least that's what the doctor said
After stimulating my heart to beat again.
Yet when I inquired as to my blood pressure ever having hit zero
They said you must be some kind of hero because it had never gone below twenty over ten.

Not so much or so it seemed
until i received that invoice printed on paper ream.
30- charges fo one procedure
even though only one had seen ya.