The Last Three Words........... Poem by Navna Pant

You are right,
I’m wrong.
You are gone,
I’m done.
You laugh,
I cry.
You live,
But I die.
No more pain, I’m done,
this pain isn’t fun.
I tried to be perfect,
for others to be pleased.
To get away is no good,
I know I’m stuck here forever.
Some chose knife, razors or pills,
but no one chose me.
I’m cold to your touch,
slowly n slowly I’m driving myself towards death.
The Sun still shines,
but I can’t feel the heat.
The moonlight strikes me hard,
like a dagger it pierces my heart.
When I speak my words are slurred and you can’t understand,
you are crying, there's nothing I can do.
So I focus real hard to show you my last three words, and with that I rip my heart out,
I LOVE YOU