Not Face to Face, But Eye to Eye

12.8.2019

Death is the Question.
There is no Bravery in
Desperate Survival,
But no Honor
In a Desperate Kill.

Ill Wear you On my Skin
Against your Will.
And you will Hate Me
Like you Always Will.

Truth in My Flesh
Is my Penalty
Something you Wouldn't Know
I Wont Hate You
Because You Exist
Fully Below.

Till We Meet
Is Something You Say,
Not Face to Face to Me.
But Eye to Eye
But We Met to Me.

Author's Note

Im not gonna lie, another poem ill hate in the morning.