In the
End,
Nothing
Really
Matters.

Love me,
Or **** me;
For I shall take it
No other way.

I want to take your entire heart
All of your love - all of you.
I want to be your world - your everything...
And then I want to break your heart.

I want you to write poems after me.
If you are even able to sleep -
I want to be in your dreams,
Forever haunting you.
I want to make you hurt,
I want your soul to bleed.
To curse you with eternal tears.
Baby, just let me break your heart -
Like you did to me.

You are my drug and I’m addicted
Whenever you are gone; withdrawal.
Every chance I get, I need a hit.
It is no longer a question of want.
For you make my fantasy reality,
You are my eternal happy pills
And I can’t lose that.
You are what keeps me living
Even as you **** me -
I shall love you forever.

The breaking of my heart felt like -
A noose around my neck,
A knife to my back,
A grenade in my stomach,
Poison in my brain,
And water in my lungs.
All at once...
But the pain never left.

I write my pain.
Every word is a tear.
I cut through the paper
With a pen
Instead of my wrists
With a knife.
Replacing my blood
With rhymes and lines.
A poem is born as I end my life.

Let our love rain down
Like the bullets
For Bonnie and Clyde.
I’ll **** for you
But don’t be mistaken,
I’d also die for you.
For never was a story of more woe,
Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.