Diseased

destroy me

lye me carefully on the ground
and be ill at ease
for because of you
i am diseased
so do not touch me
and do not love me
please shamelessly
eternally hate me
let me die atrociously
for i do not want anything
or your pity
-deaths own named epitome
i did it because me , you did reject
and for that price
all alone
i did neglect
so give me access
to all i may drink/ so then is is not nessecary/ a necessity/ that i must think/ for that reason that
because
because
you love her and not me
and now you know
that i am sickly diseased
and i consciously
will die
with tears warming
the entrails
of my eyes
leaving me
thinking only of you
what was made up-you arent perfect
or what was partly true
but dare not to look away
mindlessly-with out thought
send me in far off
possible way
so i can die terribly alone
when they are out
not nearly yet
home
of this horrible disease
that will
fiercely ceaslessly consume me
forever
until i am gone