only now do I realize love
is suicide.
to cry until
I can physically drown
within each tear.
to watch my heart
turn into a wreckingball
against my skin weakening my defenses.
this need to give myself to you
entirely
so I no longer recognize myself.
only in love does dying feel like heaven.
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The Mind Of A Poet
PoetryMy first poetry book! Read and enjoy❤️ I wrote this for you.. Update; My first completed poetry book, #9 in Poetry on Aug 4, 2017. Thank you everybody for all of your support. I will continue making more. Stay tuned
