I don’t want you to feel as I do,
I don’t even want you to see my pain.
I don’t want that my tears leave a stain,
On your heart or dampen your mood.
I just want to be held, loved and cherished.
I just want to abandon these thoughts of suicide,
It’s not attention I want,
It’s the retention of being in your immediate thought.
I don’t want to perish, but I can’t handle this pain.
I only wish that this warmth would eternally remain.
© Akeem Rowe Kingsinister, 2016