My worst fear is myself.
I fear not what is, but what I may become.
I fear who I am without you,
I fear who I am with you.
So what is the solution?
I need you like lungs need air.
Like plants need water.
But I destroy you like a hammer to glass,
Like a sound to silence.
I am the main cause of your suffering,
So I must let you go if I wish for your success.
And if I'm lucky,
my heart will recover.
~A.T
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Sad Poems
PoezjaA collection of poems that may pain you to read, possibly as much as they pained me to write