F.Y.I - Poem by Rosa Lin
Did you know that intentionally trying to kill someone is considered murder?
Is that what you're trying to do?
Are you intentionally trying to kill me?
Stabbing me with words.
Ripping out my heart
Beating me with actions
Is this necessary?
For your security?
For your enjoyment?
Do you see what you do to me?
Can you see it in my eyes?
I fear for you
For who you've become.
I fear for me
For what you've caused me to feel.
When will it end?
When I'm left lifeless?
When I feel nothing?
When you've become a successful murderer?
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