If...

If I could explain to you,
how much I rely on your support,
would you continue to hurt yourself,
and watch my face contort?
Maybe if I showed you,
that I could die without you...
If you could even fathom,
the pain I'm in...
But nothing I say,
has any effect.
You could go either way,
I do expect.
But maybe if I told you,
that your pain wounded me...
If something I said,
showed you what you REALLY mean to me...
If your belt fit your pants,
then you might have a chance,
but nothing you eat,
has meaning.
I know this.
You know this.
It's killing us both.


wow...
wow...
jess fuck..what the hell
jess fuck..what the hell does this mean wut i think if so then im gunna freak..talk to you tomorrow but im flippin out right now..fuck
love the poem
hate the message
"happiness shines in a cirle of ponies"..words to live by!
it would help
if I knew this meaning
it could mean SO many things
it could be about SO many people
and I cant stop thinking about it