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Rated: E · Poetry · Psychology · #1139265
Crazy Madness
Tell me how to think.
Tell me how to feel...
As i drag this needle across me, I want you to tell me if I'm real.
Tell me how I should look....
Covered in blood filled only with the last breath that I took.
Look at me, but dont worry it is only everything thats me that u have taken.
Look me in the eyes....
Why are you shaking?
You are filled with fear but its ok death has always been near.
I want you to tell me you dont need me anymore...
I need you to tell me I'm everything that you adore.
Are you not understanding?
Can you not comprehend?
You never knew before, but we are nearing the end.
Tell me what to do.
Tell me if what you are saying is true.
As your hands are tied to the bed...
You are trying to recall the last thing I said...
Listen to me I will tell you what to do.
I will tell you how to feel.
As the knife slowly slides I will make sure you know you are not real!
I want you to tell me what you are thinking...
I'm looking in your eyes, but you seem to be sinking.
Take a deep breath you are no where neer death.
Open your eyes and to your surprise...
It was only a dream ...
Noting is ever what it seems.
Tell me how much you miss me.
Tell me how much fun you had and never hesitate to close your eyes.
I will always be there.
I will always be everything you despise...

BY> TAYLOR STRICKLAND

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