The Decadent Mind of Patient L54; Of How Daniel did Love Maria
what i ask of you is this..
if you can feel my heartbeat, take my life
and when the eyes roll back, cry for me
if you hear my footsteps, run from them
Hold on Daniel, its not time to go
the spades have been put in your pockets
pointing at plagues
so bite your tounge, hold your wrist, pierce the skin, no im not leaving him yet
Daniel.
WHO WILL SAVE US
I count your presence so vital, so cold, breath so faint/
the blood on the matress/
this knife in my back/
your so beautiful/
mother of all i;ve loved, and wife/
wife to this disease/
my disease/
my smile, my endless survival.
plagued by existance and torn from the womb
you must go
DANIEL!!!!
may 15th; 2:14 a.m.
dear daniel, i need you now
its been hard today
i cannot sleep at all
i need the breath of april
the breath of you i know
so i could feel the rain upon my face
the rain we used to watch, the rain we used to know
...but maria, would you scream? if you knew i was not the same.
as before this now i beg.
im begging of you
to run away from me.
cause im still running from it
and i think its figured me out.