A Letter to Death


You have taken the breathe out
Of my lungs
The beat out of my heart
The pulse out of my body and the blood
Out of every last vein, but it’s not
Enough for you is it
Constantly sending me gifts of anxiety, stress
And every reason why I should go to you
But it’s not what I want it’s not what I choose
You can’t get over your jealousy of me
I choose life over you no matter what you do

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