SheDreamer
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9 years ago
if I'm ever going to die one day, I want to die a hero. If someone lives because of my last breath, I wouldn't mind leaving this earth at all. If I go with my soul on fire and my sleeves tear stained, it would be worth it if the boy in Room 3 got a kidney transplant from me. I wonder if we're a match. Imagine his mothers smile when she hears her little boy is going to live. Who's going to tell her that her little boy is going to live, yes, but only to die another day.
Maybe I could die wicked. If someone else found eternal (short lived) love, and the hellfire I sowed like dandelion seeds revealed the silver threads that bound them together, I wouldn't mind dying. Wonder who's going to tell him that this love is wonderful now, but the man two cubicles away at work has been eyeing his princess's. And one of these days, she's going to open her mind to the possibilities of loving another just before she opens her legs. Wonder who's going to tell her that this love is wonderful, yes, until he comes home drunk every night for a month straight and the rent is still overdue. And now, he comes home missing one bloody bite of flesh every time he leaves.
Maybe, if I died a hero, I wouldn't be a nobody, or an anybody. But I do want to die (a hero). I do want to die,.. 0reply
Voodoo*
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8 years ago
Sometimes its better to burn brighter then to burn long 0reply
SheDreamer · 9 years ago
if I'm ever going to die one day, I want to die a hero. If someone lives because of my last breath, I wouldn't mind leaving this earth at all. If I go with my soul on fire and my sleeves tear stained, it would be worth it if the boy in Room 3 got a kidney transplant from me. I wonder if we're a match. Imagine his mothers smile when she hears her little boy is going to live. Who's going to tell her that her little boy is going to live, yes, but only to die another day.
Maybe I could die wicked. If someone else found eternal (short lived) love, and the hellfire I sowed like dandelion seeds revealed the silver threads that bound them together, I wouldn't mind dying. Wonder who's going to tell him that this love is wonderful now, but the man two cubicles away at work has been eyeing his princess's. And one of these days, she's going to open her mind to the possibilities of loving another just before she opens her legs. Wonder who's going to tell her that this love is wonderful, yes, until he comes home drunk every night for a month straight and the rent is still overdue. And now, he comes home missing one bloody bite of flesh every time he leaves.
Maybe, if I died a hero, I wouldn't be a nobody, or an anybody. But I do want to die (a hero). I do want to die,..
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