(FYI: I'm a horrible poet)
Dead Already
Brown grass, bare trees,
Similar to me.
Empty bucket, black holes,
I just want to know.
Am I dead already?
How'd my life end so quickly,
within the blink of an eye.
A few year's is all it took,
I want to know why.
With just one simple taste,
You're all I've ever loved,
dreamt, wanted, desired.
I love you more than life itself,
my whole life gone to waste.
But now I've closed the book.
My chapter's nearly over,
There isn't much to say.
Ending with no happily ever after,
because life just doesn't work that way.
