A shout of quite poems

Poem 14 | Please stop

This is for a friend who means more than the world to me. I love you to bits <3 you know who you are (:

Please stop.
I don't want another drop of blood on your carpet .
Or a mark that will never leave your skin.
Because you only have one body and I promise you it's paper thin.
What I mean is call me.
I'll always make time to be free.
Because you never told me you were so upset .
Or full of fret,
And it kills me knowing that you did that.
I can not have you do that, that is a fact.
Don't fucking do that.
Please don't fucking do that.
I will give you anything and I'll be here forever.
And guess what your never getting rid of me.. Ever
Call when you feel like you need to.
I'll be here for you.
I'll write you an essay on why the sky feels complete when I'm with you.
And why the sea doesn't seem so scary when I'm with you.
I don't want you to die.
And I don't think you need to lie.
You say you don't fear death but we all do.
We all fear it as much as it keeps us and as long as we are through.
I don't want you to kill yourself.
Don't kill yourself.
I don't need your lungs because they will just be balloons that never will be inflated.
I don't need you heart I have one thanks.
But please.
Please.
I fucking beg you,
Call me