Let It Be Poem by Minnie Gehrig

i poison myself,
with the longing for you,
n lose myself in the days
everything unfolded,

what is a beginning that does not end itself,
where is loves suicide,
or is it homicide,
a slow death beating itself across the walls,
of us

i wanted trust from you,
opening myself,
unfolding my petals,
n all this left in the rains,

the sun beating its happy self across my shoulders,
n me a bomb set to self destruct,
thinking of you .......