**** me now Just let me go I can't turn back Or makes things right I ****** up I'm terribly sorry Just leave me be Let me die So you can be happy Let me suffer To save you I'd rather be dead Than let you hurt So long as I'm here Your life will deplete
This was a short poem I wrote at work. I feel like this is terrible, but it came out in the middle of a bad anxiety attack at work. Please take it with a grain of salt.