Loved By Me, We'll Get Through Poem by Streety Is Me

I don't understand Poems,
I don't even know why I'm here.
But the thought of losing someone so close,
feels me with fear
I hate my thoughts, myself,
I cant tell if she actually cared.
I feel alone and extremely sorry, and unquestionably scared.
I wish she was here,
happy as can be
but I'm not sure what I'd do, losing her
It doesn't just affect her, it affects me.
I'd hunt down what I thought is the cause of the pain,
And Slice them right down through their veins.
I would wait for the next day and sit in the corner as I feel myself drain.
I would push a blade within my arm.
hold myself down.
as I do myself more and more harm.
I would not be able to help as to sink away from life.
where I just killed someone. ending her strife.
I wish she would stay with me, as for how hard I try.
Please don't leave
I'm not ready to say goodbye


I love you. we can get through this.