Don't.

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Don't love me, don't love me at all.
Because you see me as someone else.
Someone beautiful, someone fascinating.
And I'm sorry to say that I'm actually neither.

I'm toxic, I could feast on your thoughts all night.
I'm trouble, my negativity is intensely cancerous.
I'm depressing, I could probably break your heart.
And funnily enough, I don't enjoy hurting the innocent.

So leave me, for I am something that even I can't handle.
I'm hideously dark, full of contradictions and conflict.  
I'm nothing that you can imagine.

And if you still love me after all I've burdened myself with.
Then we are definitely not meant to be, not one bit. 
Because I don't love myself so how could I possibly love you.
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Just a warning to anyone in general. I'd hate for you to picture me as anything else.
I'm also moodily dark tonight for one reason or another.

Sincerely Yours,
Liliana.

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