Kill me please,
let me slip into the velvet night of death
or else let me be torn apart in the agoy of indecision,
either way my soul must be cleansed,
for its not only me Im hurting.
I am so confused,
let the Man in black be my God,
there is no God here, else I would not destroy that which I love
for it is him too that Im hurting.
To live a life with you my Angel,
my Saviour,
would be as to die without your touch
love at great cost and pain to all,,,
and only myself Im killing.
Am I capable to take my life or my heart?
or am I too weak to give anything more away?
wait for me my love,,my life, my very reason to breathe,
for my heart is breaking and only you can save it.
please dont let me go dying.