Locked in their own worlds, <br />Far from the pain. <br />Caught in their happiness, <br />Leaving me in the slow lane. <br /> <br />My heartaches with love, <br />It pounds with a heavy beat. <br />It’s ripping me in two, <br />Living is such a feat. <br /> <br />Death is near, <br />I can feel it in the air. <br />Too young to die, <br />But I don’t care. <br /> <br />Death is near, <br />But I don’t care. <br /> <br />The knife cuts across me, <br />Like swans on a lake. <br />Blood floods out, the pain stays, <br />And now I just feel fake. <br /> <br />Tragic ends and tender loses, <br />Painful desires bringing us to an end. <br />Hurtful words and cutting strikes, <br />Our love will never mend. <br /> <br />Death is near, <br />I can feel it in the air. <br />Too young to die, <br />But I don’t care. <br /> <br />Death is near, <br />But I don’t care.<br /><br />Little Devil<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-is-near-2/
