Love never comes easy. It breaks your heart before it allows you to feel true love. I guess love is trying to set you up...teach you to know when it is real and when it is not.
I don't know if this is related to you personally since you are using the second person and not first person, but I am most sure that you have learned much from this experience.
When love becomes suicidal, it only means two things the person confused love with obsession or enfatuation. Or the pain was so intense that they could not see themselves without the other person. Suicide is not the way to remedy unrequitted love, but I guess this stems back into time like Romeo and Juliet.
Very sad account of how far an obsession with someone can go and how deeply love can hurt or destroy another. Simple yet extremely meaningful. Love Saby~*~
The way you organized this poem into rhyming couplets worked quite well.
I am usually not a fan of straight out rhyming but I think you did an excellent job here, not breaking the integrity of your words with forced end rhymes for the sake of it, know what I mean? I'm sure you do.
From what I gathered, this is a poem about you, a relationship that went sour, and how depressed you feel about it. Even to the extent of just wanting to end it all with pills.
I know exactly what you mean, I've been down this road before and have felt all these things to varying degrees.
Well, that's all I wanna say, I don't want to launch into a life story now lol.
Man. I don't know what I can say about this. I know this feeling all too well. And I wish that no one else had to to feel it either. (ironically, I'm listening to "Novacaine" by GreenDay at the moment) I love have you spaced out eaching rhyme set, almost like it's a different thought, but still related to the rest of it. We definately keep things well hidden in ourselves, and I'm glad that you left nothing hidden in this. This is definately an awesome piece of work. Keep 'em comming!