By Joyce barbara
I am suffocating in this body;
Which is unbearable for me ,
And nobody.
My hands are bleeding ;
With the red ink.
My eyes blank out ;
When I sit down;
To write something about.
I lacked manners and goodness;
As I was deprived of love and kindness.
I want you, dear death
Come on; hug me
And take my breath ;
Till I close my eyes ;
Forever in bed.
Kiss my cold lips ;
To make me warm
By your love.
Make my hips
Reserved for
Your long limbs,
To make me
Feel evergreen.
By Joyce barbara
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