Somedays
I feel too pretty for you
And others
I crawl beneath your shoes
And ask you to
Step on me

You are alone
You will die alone
You are ugly
You are alone
You do not matter
Why are you still here
Why do you keep going
If one person does something kind today
I’ll stay
I’ll stay if someone says anything
Anything kind
You are alone
Alone
You will
Die alone

And he never asked
But I loved him like that
I loved him like if he asked me to drop
Everything and leave
Tomorrow
I’d go with him
I love him in ways he doesn’t know
He doesn’t know
He doesn’t ask
I loved him like
Please please don’t go
Don’t go without me
Please take me with you
I loved him like
I couldn’t picture any day of
Any week
without waking up next to him
But
He never asked
I loved him like that

Being suicidal is like a form of cancer
It is harder over time
To stay alive
My bones are weak
They crumble and crack
Because the sorrow
Eats away at my fragile structure
I can barely stand up during the day
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I am tired
Please let me die

Me and my love
We are lifetimes apart
And so we spend lifetimes alone
Until we find each other
Again
In one universe
In one moment

I miss walking in
the fire of your
Irrecoverable, inconceivable, consumable
Love

I don’t write this poetry
For you
Because it’s cute
I write this
Because I
I am filled with passion
Brimming
Teeming
And the amount of things I
Hold inside myself
Have poured over enough
To make an ocean
For you to swim in