I Die In The Hands Of Him! Poem by Rose Rose

I never be in such a mood,
to be in company with someone,
Who knows me and my life
I dont need you and him
I've a friend of my own soul
And all my intimacy is only for him
He's ever such a good thing to my life
He's now the soul of my life
And I die in his hands everyday
Oneday you'd be knowing
That I passed away from this land
Because of the one who is in my life now
He's killing me so fatally by his love to me
And I'm being becoming to nothing
I die in the hands of my heart's Depression
He made his room there eversince I lost my lover...