I Am The Dying Mans Poetry Poem by Dan Caliolio

it's time to change everything.
you didn't trust me.you killed me inside.
anesthesia will help me..but your words will kill me.
is it because i was jealous? i wasnt there to give you comfort.i didnt give you everything you wanted.
is it because i was jealous?

i didnt want to lose you..but 16 stories of your heart told you to.whats the point now?
to smile and have fun?
i'd rather burn and fall.

you wanted travesty, i gave you honesty.
i am the bleeding mans symphony.

your colored faith, which took us from hating to ascending feelings.
its harder to get up without you.
im losing another match, im losing all my blood.

innocent faces that took us on by storm and countless hours that never said goodbye.
i never moved on..but i think you did.

i'll look back, and i know the regrets that'll make me weak..these memories will kill me slowly as life goes on.
it's getting to me, tomorrow will be you.

you wanted travesty, i was never hasty.
i am the falling mans bravery.

my dream theater was crashed; by waves of your walls.
my life needs the taste of ink.its running low.
inject me with fluids from the crashing heart and i will leave my soul behind to guard you.

im falling deeper and deeper into my death trap.
and i will cose my eyes and..life will never go on.
for you and for everyone else, im dead..but i'll still be here.
im with you.

the weather isnt right..its approving on my loss.
losing all what i left..and gaining the pleading gates of heaven.fates will guide you through; hope will get you through; goodbye; goodnight.

you wanted travesty, im stuck in poverty,
i am the dying mans poetry.