I'll Love You Better When I'm Dead Poem by Jacob Underwood

To think about how dearly you hold me
Unnecessarily latched to my heart
Like a withering leech drinking poison
So I can only hold you when I'm cold
And Finally a burden to be free

And No longer a wasteful heavy bag
With Lava seeping through my cracks and edges
So I will only be seen to burn you
Love Singeing my way through your happiness
And Yet all I'm made to do is hurt you

So once I'm cold you can be happiest
You can leave me to freeze over the seas
Just for you I'll bury myself in snows
I'll be seen as a mirror in the pond
Frozen over yet I still can't hold you