A Suicide; A reqium

Some say misary loves company,
Mostly they are right.
You pull me down with you,
wether you know you are or not.
Your dragging me to hell with you,
but not in any conventional way,
I love you so much and you know that.
Why must you always belittle yourself,
and make life seem so utterly pointless?
Because I have a young impressionable mind,
and i tend to believe what you think.
I live in fear of the day,
When my world collapses because of you.
So scared of what I would do without you.
Because honey, im sure i couldent do it!


-please note this really isnt like my normal poetry cuz it more written to a specific person