You lay beneath
a thatched canopy...
As she lays on her death
bed...
Where are you,why i miss you
i canot understand...
I've been told
that it only takes approximately...
I've considered my death several times.
Nobody really knows that I want to die...
This poem may not be written well
but i want you to know, that you've caused me...
She woke up from nightmares crying
Realising her dreams were dying...
One tear drips and one tear drops.
One emotion slips as another stops...
Once more I have buried myself in oil,
you cannot see the despicable me...
If I died today would you remember me
would you remember all the times I made you happy...
My life mistake
is one I can't take back...
For years I've waited, for years I've tried,
For years I've hurt, for years I've cried...