I fear...
That I will wake up and find your hand gripping around my neck. You will look at me and smile because you hate me. I feel as though you are secretly plotting against me even though you say you love me. I feel as though it is just a matter of time before you're done with me. And the only way to get me to leave unnoticed is to erase me altogether.
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Slowly Fading
Poetry*Collection of poems, fears, letters, short stories* Don't ask me why I want to die, I don't even know myself Copyrights to Readingwithunicorns ©️
