I don’t want to be the reason for your living,
to be the oxygen required,
For your every breath,
I don’t want to be your all or nothing.
I am a compilation of cracks,
barely staying glued together.
I want to go to bed knowing,
my breaking-
is not your breaking,
My ruination,
Is not your ruining,
When I doom one life,
I haven’t doomed two.
I can’t bear, that responsibility
On me.
If for some reason,
I do not make it,
I need to know,
That you will;
You will push through,
Even without me…
I can’t be the reason
For your living,
I am only human,
flawed… fickle.
Facebook page: words of a random, let’s connect!
This is beautiful, Ameena!!
LikeLiked by 3 people
Aww. Thank you very much
LikeLike
Wonderful story! No one wants to be a burden or have to endure a relationship that does not suit them.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you very much Jc.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Very beautiful.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you very much 😊
LikeLiked by 1 person
Beautiful
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you saher 😊
LikeLiked by 1 person
Lots of truth here.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you very Much Russell 😄
LikeLiked by 1 person
Love this.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I’m glad you do 😄. Thanks
LikeLiked by 1 person
Wow… The words have clearly done justice to your emotions.
Amazing lines.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Awww, thank you very much 😊. I appreciate it
LikeLike
Nothing has ever hit me the way that this has hit me. I feel these emotions on such a deep level. Beautiful.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Ahhh. This comment❤❤❤. Thank you very much
LikeLike