Tired

I am trying.

I pour you my love.

Every drop carries my essence.

My desperation. Longing.

I am almost empty.

And yet. You are nowhere close.

I am afraid.

I don’t know what.

To do. When I am empty.

Tired.

If I kill myself. Trying.

Would you? Be mine?

And even if.

You.

Will I? Love you?

Cause I have nothing left.