Please stop
Lying to us
About that
Look in
Your eyes.
But if you
Say you're
Fine, then
Fine. I give
Up. I'm done.
And when it's
Too late, and
You're laying
On the floor,
Wondering
Why you
Drank
Yourself
To death,
Don't expect us
To be there,
Because we
Won't.
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YOU ARE READING
After Death
PoetryAfter one piece of you dies, what becomes of the rest? (Sequel to "Torched.")
What I Get for Caring
Please stop
Lying to us
About that
Look in
Your eyes.
But if you
Say you're
Fine, then
Fine. I give
Up. I'm done.
And when it's
Too late, and
You're laying
On the floor,
Wondering
Why you
Drank
Yourself
To death,
Don't expect us
To be there,
Because we
Won't.