Here, I say my
one last request
before I put my
tired heart to rest
I give you thanks
for setting me free,
for telling me to love me
first before I love anyone else
I give you thanks
for loving me,
for you have made me feel happy
After all I said is done,
I beg of you, don't come back
to where you came from.
~don't ever come back
YOU ARE READING
Breathe
Poetry- how I breathe through the never-ending madness in my mind. [ 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐦𝐬 ] Highest Rank: #130 in Poetry #38 in Brokenhearted #8 in Venting
