I have written a poem - and it's beneath the break because of the horrible lines. Not suited for the faint of heart.
Unwanted
I cannot think of a word that would compete,
Towards the silent stabs of pain you have given me.
Towards the moments of death I have felt for you,
For the moments of envy I craved my heart to be sliced into pieces.
Bleeding on the floor is not making it any more save for me to dream.
I can't wash it all away.
I can die for you - I would die for you.
I can not bare it all alone.
I feel it saddens me.
I feel it drives me wild.
I can't fight it on my own.
Your unwanted love is a dagger in my chest, hurting me like never before.
Take me away, as a breath of wind in the sky - on the beach when it rains.
I know you to be who you are.
You are me.
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