(i don’t have a title)

I refuse to be here

when he loses feelings for me again.

I will simply not be here.

i wish to be on a beach

with a cool breeze

but warm water.

clear water

where you can see

the fishy’s below

(even tho i hate that.)

or i would wish

to be in a sink whole

or a…um fuck,

a quicksand pit.

sinking inevitably

to my doom.

wondering when

i’ll finally be consumed.

finally overcome

with the sweet indulgence

of death.

you may be wondering

at this point,

why either

of these spots

are equal in my mind?

to be quite honest with you,

anywhere

where i am unwanted by him,

in my mind,

is worse

than any place

on this earth.

not even

for the fact

that he left me

completely and utterly destroyed

yet again,

but solely because

i let it happen again.

that i didn’t

let my soul wander

before hand.

that i didn’t see the signs.

that i didn’t disappear in time.

i refuse to be here

when he leaves me again.

no, i won’t even let him

get the chance.

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this is my first poem that i’m posting. soooo please be as nice as possible. (IM SENSITIVE) but ofc please please please give criticism! i also don’t have a title so yeah smh. <3

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