The 3 Things I Beg of You
a plead to the suicidal from the suicidal.
Breathe.
I know you like to think of yourself as an artist. And over the years you have made masterpieces, one after another. But I'm not asking you to draw a masterpiece...
Just a couple of more breaths.
Beat.
You say your heart switches to overdrive whenever we're in the same room.
Well here I am...
Not only in the same room, but just mere inches from your face.
And,
If we're in in sync. Like you say we are,
Then please, for the love of God...
Make your heartbeat match mine.
Live.
I know people like us don't really have reasons to.
But,
I've come to terms with the idea of living for you.
So, if you are to fall victim to death,
Then death...
Is gonna have to make a victim out of me too.
About the Creator
The Incurable Antidote
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