break me further

My own death doesn't scare me
But yours terrifies me
I pray my last breath is a sigh of relief 
Sometimes I'll push you away
Hoping you'll just pull me closer 
You could slit my throat 
And with my last gasping breath 
Id apologize for bleeding on your shirt 
Id die for you, but little do you know I'm already dying
You see the girl on the outside 
But if you saw the girl on the inside you'd leave to
You'd realize I'm broken beyond repair 
I'm not who you think
I fake a smile everyday and you believe it 
I tell myself I'm okay and even I don't believe it
I could promise you to be strong
but in reality I'd cross my fingers behind my back
I love you to death
but I'm not sure how much longer I can love you 
Ive been holding my breath and trying to forget 
But everytime i think back i feel regrets 
So yeah, my death would be fine
But your would break me even more
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Woods Avatar
August 3, 2025 at 11:06 AM
This is heavy and relatable...a giver gives. Nice one! Xo
Agustin Avatar
July 18, 2025 at 5:39 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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