Her

Lieing here
with nothing but cover
in my bed of sorrow
and my blood soaked sheet

trying to think
of something to say
to tell her my ways
i cant help but feel this way

I dream of her ever night
dreaming of protecting her
with all my might
to die for her would be my peace

i cant help but have these feelings
its like a disease
rotting away at my soul
until i have nothing left but her

take me own words
and throw them away
i lay my head down to rest
one last time