You say you don’t want me,
That you’ve been weak
And here I am giving in,
Taking a breath,
Dying,
Losing myself
In the memory,
And I burn up at the thought of a kiss,
The softness of your lips,
Sureness in that pressure,
And this is a death of me,
Death to me,
So leave me –
But please don’t;
I hate you
But I can’t and I know
That you’ll never love me
Because even I can’t…
And you’re another one of my suicide attempts,
Another way for me to die,
Everything washes away at those thoughts
And you bury me
Pushing me under the water,
Kissing,
Everything twisting,
Handcuffed to that friendship;
Dead,
And you are dead
But
I wish you were dead to me.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Wow. I have to say that i COMPLETELY know how youre feeling when you wrote this. This happened to me, and i just recently got over it after 6 months of being upset like this. nice job.
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Wow! That was so deep.
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