Poem-
사랑 is patient
사랑 is kind
사랑 is psycho
Plays with your mind.
I still need you
And 당신 need me too.
Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa.
My fault, my grievous fault.
When you're hurt
의해 my hand
It's Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa.
To 사랑 is to destroy.
It's a contradiction.
When I've tried my hardest to keep 당신 safe
Shield 당신 from the world outside
I try to kill those who breathe on you
I feel apathy.
You're warmth on my skin
Chills me within, I push 당신 away
I run away from you, my fears of losing you
Overcome my 사랑 for you
Cut myself, dreams of 당신 deteriorating slowly kill me
Driving me insane
당신 ask of my issues
I don't let 당신 know for it may hurt 당신 too.
So as we kiss, I slice the skin on my arm with my 스테이크 knife.
I bleed and bleed, staining the white shag rug. Scarlet.
당신 scream and scream until I whisper my last words, 'I 사랑 you, but it killed me.'
And I wake up in cold yet hot sweat, pain easing up my arm. I look down, and see the scarlet invitation to a death parade.
I send 당신 a goodbye text. Telling 당신 to come visit me in the morning,
I walk slowly but steadily into the 부엌, 주방 and pull out the 칼, 나이프 from my dream.
Cutting the skin on my chest, 'You+Me= 
Till I see blood. Walk back to my room
Take my last breath and 엘 slowly die.