What if I die?
What if you die?
What if we all die?
But not from war,
But from a broken,
heart.
Why do we have to die?
Why do we have to live?
Why can't we not suffer?
Just let it be,
OK.
How come I feel PAIN?
How come you feel LOVE?
How come we are punished?
Why oh why do we all feel,
Suicidal?
What if I died by my blade?
Why does it have to be so hard?
How come it seems so easy?
But when you think about it,
LOVE is hard
SO SWEET
I LIKE THIS POEM