Love Poem: When I Died On East Broadway

When I Died On East Broadway

The heavens above me was the colors of hell, and the old Chinese man welcomed me to my afterlife, an angel beside me from heaven 

My shadow was satanic, my eyes a tragedy that has suffered, more then hell, but can't see heaven, there is no love in gods house

I died in 2012, I was lead down Henry st

I loved in 2013

I loved in 1014

I spoke of love in 2015

My body is still dead, but my love is still alive

It's around, somewhere 

if you find it, you can have it

it won't break again.