love is a suicide

this love is

going to self

destruct.

you love me,

you hate me,

i love you,

i hate you.

the thought

of you triggers

panic,

but i mistake

the way it

makes my

heart race

for attraction.

the end is

inevitable,

it will be messy.

but let's hold

on.

or...

maybe we

should

end things now.

but i can't.

we're fused

into one,

you are me

and i am you.

we know

every part

of each other's

souls,

we pick them

apart,

we destroy them.

this love

is dead,

but our

shared hate

keeps up afloat.

hand me the

gun,

pass me the

knife,

throw me

a bottle of pills.

there's only one

way to end this,

and i'm taking

you down

with

me.