M's Poetry
What Suicide Took....
This is the story of a boy
who I loved unlike any other
but he's dead, so I guess
the ending is already decided
This is my song to his music
every moment spent together
in the embrace or under covers
this is a song for my lover
I will be talking with my father
as you enter into the water
I will be sitting down to dinner
and you will be floating down the river
I will be singing in the shower
and you will be in the wrath of greater power
I will be sleeping at eleven
and you will be looking down from heaven....
and it's so silent now with out you
it's so lonely to hold onto this love
and I although it's faded I still remember
I still remeber....
and did you ever say, “That'll be the day when I die”?
no, no you just never did
the thoughts in that head would be met by defense
but you decided for both of us
to kill our belief.....in our future
and....
I will be talking with my father
as you enter into the water
I will be sitting down to dinner
and you will be floating down the river
I will be singing in the shower
and you will be in the wrath of greater power
I will be sleeping at eleven
and you will be looking down from heaven.....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
who I loved unlike any other
but he's dead, so I guess
the ending is already decided
This is my song to his music
every moment spent together
in the embrace or under covers
this is a song for my lover
I will be talking with my father
as you enter into the water
I will be sitting down to dinner
and you will be floating down the river
I will be singing in the shower
and you will be in the wrath of greater power
I will be sleeping at eleven
and you will be looking down from heaven....
and it's so silent now with out you
it's so lonely to hold onto this love
and I although it's faded I still remember
I still remeber....
and did you ever say, “That'll be the day when I die”?
no, no you just never did
the thoughts in that head would be met by defense
but you decided for both of us
to kill our belief.....in our future
and....
I will be talking with my father
as you enter into the water
I will be sitting down to dinner
and you will be floating down the river
I will be singing in the shower
and you will be in the wrath of greater power
I will be sleeping at eleven
and you will be looking down from heaven.....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
