Death

Is it as cool as my new home?

My motionless chapped lips sing all songs in blues,

Blinded by darkness I lay all alone,

Learning the types of black in all its hues,

I dreamt about your love,

It was quite insane,

I fell for you, again,

Hope you remember me,

How you did what you did to me,

And why I did what I did for you,

For this psychotic woman is madly in love with you,

I took pills, to sleep forever,

Took blades to let my blood flow like streams in the summer,

Free-flowing into this world I now live.

A life of a dead girl with a living heart, Beating just for you,

I fall asleep one last time before my heart stops beating,

What better way to spend the final moments than dreaming,

It's the same dream of you visiting my grave,

For last time and you drop the white roses I loved so much,

My voice singing a lullaby through the mouth of the wind,

With rustling leaves as backup singers,

Even though I'm dead and my body rests in a coffin degrading every second,

I promise I wouldn't let my love degrade like the skin on my motionless cold chapped lips,

Hope you cherish my memory like the roses I planted in our garden,

I'd love you forever,

Forever And Forever.