Write a poem out of me
Words as flowery as my cheeks
But cuts a wound
And bleed as red as my lips

A paragraph that reflects my own
Each line acknowledges me as I am
Pierces me through my bone
Reminds me of what I've done

Write a poem out of me
As Iconic as I am
So I could find myself and pay my cost
And bring back the real me who's long been lost

Give me a pen
And I'll ink it with my blood
So I could write my sadness
And tell you I'm glad

Write a poem out of me
As ironic as I am
Of how I pour my tears
For you to drown in fun

Sentence that mourns gladly
Allow them to laugh on tears
So they'll know me entirely
And fear my fears

Write a poem out of me
And murder me with my own verse
Use those sharp and poisonous words
Let me feel you don't need me anymore
Let me end all the pain and all the sore

Or prison me inside your sheet
And lock my cell with all your ink
Seal my world with the lick of your tongue
So I won't blame my self for who I've become

Write a poem out of me
And use me as a metaphor
Make me feel used, dumped and wasted
Just like you did before

Soak your body in the ink of my blood
I'll turn your sadness into something glad
Peel off my skin and make it as your coat
Deform my body and sail it like a boat

Write a poem out of me
And make it as a story of history
Let them fear the depths of our thoughts
Not to drown their selves and totally get lost

Stand my coffin just like a pillar
Surround it with seven candles that glows even from afar
Let it become an epitome for the vagabonds
Allow them to write a poem, that only for them corresponds

Use me as much as you want
Consume me till I'm gone
Even you would hurt me, so let it be
Just write a poem out of me.