Would you hold my hand?
Go with me, til the end?
Would you heal my broken heart?
Help me to express myself through my art?
Would you catch me when I fall?
Or better: save me, because I'm too small?
Would you help me when I'm drowning?
Or would you stay there and be like: frowning?
Won't you miss me when I am dead?
Or on our marriage carry me to the bed?
Please be there for me, until we die
Carry me over the threshold, til it's time
To say
Goodbye
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Poetry {english~german}
Poetry✖art Never comes From Happiness ✖ Wenn ich schreibe, kann ich vergessen. Late night thoughts, könnte man sagen. Wenn es nichts mehr gibt, was mich hält, habe ich das hier. Und es hilft. © dirtandroses All rights reserved ---------- Cover by Carmen...
