Over And Over... Poem by Freedom of Speech

Over and over again….


I hold my head in my hands,

And I can’t seem to understand,

What you did to me,

And why it hurts me so,

Drip…

For what did I do? ?

You know that…Deep down I love you? ? ?

Drip…

For when I am with you,

I fly… I fly so high,

As you give me wings,

The wings that I need,

To reach, and touch the sky…

For when I am with you,

I feel so god damn alive! ! !


Drip, Drip…


But without you,

I fall...

The darkness…

It surrounds me,

Black death reins,

In the end…

I welcome it,

With outstretched arms,

Screaming your name,

I clutch it to my breast,

I say your name… as I cut again,

Drip, drip, drip…

I see your face, as I slowly slip away…

And see your mouth… slowly say my name,

I hold my hand up,

And trace it, slowly down your imaginary face,

Your tears, each drop,

They kill me,

Over and over again,