Kill Me Whole! Poem by Iman Sadikeen

Slay me not with thy words my love
So cold and harsh, unfriendly were they!
Not the sharpest of daggers could mutilate a soul
For thine had ripped my heart out
Tears do flow so profuse from my eyes.
What had i done to earn them?
But merely love thee in the sincerest way i knew
Thee taught me to love,
will not now thee teach me to hate?
Treat me not a dog, yet i shadow thee as one.
why did thou leave me bleeding so?
Ripping my heart from my frail soul
Kill me whole, i beg thee kill me whole.
life had lost its charm, ever so long
And existence is pain in a lonely world.
I lie limp, with no hopes for the morrow.