I just wrote it. I plan on taking a bunch of pills tomorrow in the middle of the big field behind my house.
I often drift among your lingering words
Boundless and tender and so fit to feel
Without such breath, no impressions left
I feel naked upon a snow strewn field
Thrown upon a freezing mist, whose sorrow heals
To be drawn upon the sky, and be evermore concealed
So alas, tomorrow's a time for eyes to lie awake
Eternally beneath a sky of speckled fate
Actually, I only wrote this as a joke because I see too many of these little "my bf/gf left me I wanna die!" poems. Get's old, doesn't it?
I often drift among your lingering words
Boundless and tender and so fit to feel
Without such breath, no impressions left
I feel naked upon a snow strewn field
Thrown upon a freezing mist, whose sorrow heals
To be drawn upon the sky, and be evermore concealed
So alas, tomorrow's a time for eyes to lie awake
Eternally beneath a sky of speckled fate
Actually, I only wrote this as a joke because I see too many of these little "my bf/gf left me I wanna die!" poems. Get's old, doesn't it?