One Last Suicide, Undefined Poem by Aiden Florence

Destiny is succumbing
To a plethora of failures and evermore
The world is crumbling in defeat
And bleeding in tears and cries
I cannot continue to adore anymore

It was so small,
This fragile segment
Of love cycles I'd recall
It was only temporary,
Yet I felt it all

I lost it
I miss it so much it
I want it back
I'll hold on to it
I'd do anything for it
Just to have it back

...And I lost it

It's intangible
And irreplaceable,
It's emotions
That are now dead

There is no 'instead'
That love was all I ever wanted
If I can't have it back,
Ever again,
Why won't you just kill me now?
So I don't have to suffer it again

If you don't
I'll do it,
I'll commit suicide
That's the only way
To save myself
From this sad betray

...And after all this,
I still define love as 'it'
Like I ever had a chance with you
When I can't even capture
This eternal accrue