Today I invited death inside. <br />Tempted him to surely skin my hide. <br />Wet my lips and batted my eyes. <br />Accepted the consequences and laughed inside. <br />Honor, integrity, nothing to arise. <br />Pleading, begging, to bring my demise. <br />a rotting corpse, a bleeding tide. <br />Blushing, blooming, dead, inside.<br /><br />Bailey Getty<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/house-guest-2/
