Everything will kill you someday, whether its the cigarettes you smoke or the alcohol you promise yourself every morning to quit.
Everything will kill you someday, whether its the love you hold for others or the hatred you have for god for not making your life perfect.
The poetry you write, the songs you listen to and even the movies you watch will not save you, the words you swallow to not show your weakness and the strength you have to end it all will kill you eventually.
Loving too much, and not loving enough will destroy every living cell in you. The way you see yourself, and how you starve yourself every single day will be the cause of your death someday.
How you roll your eyes the same way you do your joints.
Everything will kill you someday, drinking too much til you faint, and not drinking enough will
Everything will kill you whether its illness or fear of dying will.
Everything will kill you someday, how you kiss so many people in a club to forget your heartbreak and how you lose yourself completely in its bathrooms to forget how good their touch was.
Everything will kill you someday, whether you took the risk or just ran away from the what if’s and the maybe’s.
Everything will kill you someday, whether giving your heart to the right one or running away from all the possibilities.
Everything will kill you someday but loving the right one, it will always kill you in the most beautiful way.
Love will always cure you wounds, and perhaps cause you some more, but dying from love, is like falling from the 7th skies only to find yourself heaven is holding you-a bit risky, but always feels like home.
Bittersweet love 