Maybe things should go wrong
Maybe I should set you free
There are things I must hide
Things I cannot let you see.
I'm sorry I'm afraid
Of your painful rejection
I can't forget your pained voice,
It repeats in my head.
Painful, hurt, betrayed, confused
And I hate to admit,
Suicide would be better
Than living with this pain
Of hurting and betraying
The only one I love.
I'm sorry for this dear,
But I can't go on
In this bitter world.
I'll kiss you one more time
Before I commit this crime,
Before I leave for good
Into this sweet suicide.
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Most of these are poems... I do mostly emoish poems...
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