I'm dying inside 
Rotting away like an angel 
Left to decay 
She has killed my sad again 
And I've lost my medicine 
(black magic- please help us doctor!) 

We're starting to lose the game 
We're starting to lose the game 
It just ain’t the same 
It's just like the “first time” 
And you didn't want to be mine 

Hey girl 
We've lost our conscience 
Haven't we??? 
I don't know 
Sure? 
I am dying inside 
I move & turn 
To run away from demons 
I CAN'T HIDE 
It kills me slowly 

I love you something has died 
But I want you by my side 
Even if my heart is shallow 
Even if I'm ugly 
Even if I'm bruised & scarred 
I WANT YOU WITH ME. 
And when I'm in the hospital 
Before the (witch) doctor 
Can see me, 
Please hold my hand 
While I lay in bed 
Waiting moments for me to be 
DEAD. 

Words by Ryan Cano 

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