Friday, August 28, 2020

A different view

When I'd rather be dead
From my own hand or other
Slitting my throat or gunfire
Or even a pillow that smothers
I am of my own views
My thoughts are red
And indelible
Forever
Inexorable
Immutable
And permanent
One word from you
Could change my world
If only
You were to say it
Just say
You want me to stay
And I will
Otherwise
I'd rather be killed
Than wait for noting
Or love disguised
As something less moving
No masks please
No masquerade
Just say stay
Please
Or I'll move on