My Sweet Death

by sandra   Oct 7, 2008


All contact will cease

Unless I close the lid
you will always be my obsession

Thinking of you naked with some new chick
makes me sick
I miss you every second my god child
I want you back in my bed keeping me safe,

You have your reasons
and I have my emotions
I have an empty bed and no dignity
You have a new one in the bed now

And I cry in your shower
new tears replace the ones I used to beg you to stay
I wish the water would rinse my poor soul
Jonathan,
I still wish I was part of your truth, my precious illusion

but its okay
Its fair .....you had your reasons
I can swallow it, chunk by small chunk
even if I choke
Thats okay
I will bathe in the truth
even if I drown

My sweet death will at least stop me loving you.
And I guess thats reason enough for me to prevent the necessary.

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