Love Is The Slowest Form Of Suicide 10/3/09 Poem by Envy Baker

Love is the slowest form of suicide,
That I know,
Love is the pain,
That will never go.
You think you know someone,
Then they break your heart,
Then your parents start bitching,
Saying they were right from the start.
But you don't care what they're saying,
You're just wanting to die,
I said it once, I'll say it again,
Love is the slowest form of suicide.
You fell in love,
& They ripped out your heart,
Now it feels,
Like your world is falling apart.
They won't return any calls,
Or acknowledge when you're in sight,
Like I said,
Love is the slowest form of suicide.