What death did to me

The black cloth that blinds me from reality.
I keep it there because love has given up on me
to death. Lights out on my world.
I can still hear me screaming on the inside. I cant even hear
you say simple words like" i love you"
Say what you want to say, i can't hear you anyway.
Giving up on me, less things to worry about.
Don't let the blond hair fool you, i only play a role.
Smart when needed. fun when wanted.
I'm as delicate as a rose, picked fresh but already dead.
When you feel the pain that i have been going threw, then come talk to me.
I never said you didn't feel the same way.
When you touched a coffin with an American flag on it, when your heart skips a beat and
realize that the only person that wouldn't judge you, the only person that loved YOU, the
only person that you could call your dad but wasn't is gone. You didn't want it
to be true so you tell yourself you can call him.Holding death in my hands,
Watching, waiting,Sitting here, Hoping, praying.Only to see my mind was true.
My pain is not a cut that will soon heal, Death is something you can't heal,
its something that you have seen before.
Calling out to death," I hope that you can hear me, i wanted to say i love you one more time."