arbitraryobituary

Arbitrary Obituary

Arbitrary Obituary (1-2-08)
Your beauty astounds me,
I'm its helpless captive,
But to be the closest
At an arms length you'll stay

Why is it you can't see?
Love cannot ever change.
It is what love will be:
Always outside our range.

With this blessed weapon
Of bloody destruction
I'll cut through the darkness,
I'll cut through the sadness

You should get off the meth,
Get away from the death,
That comes with every Breath

No matter what you do
No matter what you say
I wont wana hurt you
I wont wana kill you

I like this one because the title is so dim and makes it seem like the poem is going to be sad and dismal but, it ends up being really nice and lovey dovey at the end.