ATTENTION: THIS POEM HAS SOME GRAPHIC NATURE.
PLEASE BE ADVISED AND UNDERSTAND THAT I MEAN NO OFFENSE.
I want to die
I want to lie in this corner
Slit my wrists
Bleed all over these clothes
So you won't have to clean up yet another mess of mine
You don't want me to be here
I can see it in your eyes sometimes
And when you put those hands around my neck again-
I won't fight you-Not this time
I'll let you wipe the breath from my lungs
Like you did last time
But this time I won't be around to forgive you
Again
You'll of taken my physical life
Since you are everything of my life to me-
that won't be so hard
And when I write these sins here alone
While you sing with your family downstairs
I know now what I truly mean to you
After everything
The fights
The break ups
The make ups
I end up being the same thing to you as I am to absolutely everyone
