I Write Poetry

Gemini
in the air of mass destruction
The waves Collide alongside my mind
I cried

engraved into my imagination
Like a slug eating me from the inside
I cried

I die a little bit each time
you tell me I am slowly killing you on the inside
and, I die a little bit inside
you supply me with the words of a Gemini
You'd lie

in the darkness of our deepest feelings
this sadness always finds a hole alongside my bedside
I tried

wasting years where I could have been a little bit fine
If I would have just tried
I cried
I cry...

in pain i flee
towards nothing less
looms,
now alone as my Cascade of Tears falls upon the blind eyes
and you say you always take precaution due to your decreasing elation that starts to feel yourself with the foundation of depression

and I'm left with the feeling of no feeling of no kind of sensation
I cried,
I tried,
I died