Dead and Gone
These places are so mocking me I reminisce here we used to be all these memories equivocal you see the grief that she bequeathed man these spasms are so frightening as franticly i breathe but then then happy again i be the happiness she made me feel she brought excitement in my life and now i cry it no more be cos no more be the real me and no more be that ecstasy embracing her was like I backing up the vital parts of me now baby that she's gone that 'living piece' is out of me and as i walk a deafening silence is all the blind can see im lost in my mind and now im going out of it, if i'm here what makes my status worse is holding each and all a tear like a balloon full of emotions the commotions should i bear it will be no longer that i burst hysterically now medically i fear i'm getting goosebumps now my bruises numb and i don't feel the pain of losing her cos now i'm losing me i envisage i shan't remain my conscience dieing, my body die...