Do you know what it's like to kill someone you love? Over and over every night in a endless loop? It's 5 am, And I can't sleep because I don't want to see that again, it's a relief when the people I love kill me instead, even if it's the most painful way imaginably. But I kill them more often then not and I can barely take it. The pain is unbearable! but I keep fighting, I fight because of the people I kill in my dreams, because they are the ones that mean the most to me, because I would rather live through a thousand years of pain then let them suffer for a moment because of me. That is what my love means, that is what it means to have my loyalty. and so few people know that.
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Shity Poetry
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