Yearning Death
By Dru Macasieb As I lay here dying bleeding from within he moves about his day like no changes in the wind the pain is so agonizing torturous and slow death seems like a gift that I’m yearning to know
By Dru Macasieb As I lay here dying bleeding from within he moves about his day like no changes in the wind the pain is so agonizing torturous and slow death seems like a gift that I’m yearning to know
I don’t deserve this. I deserve someone that will make me feel secure. Someone who will know when I am sad and is able to make me happy again.