This is a poem written when I was so upset with love:(
By: Jayson N. Maximo
If I will die
I will ask darkness
To cover me up and wrapped with loathsomeness.
In an open land, I will lie beneath
I will seal myself with great grief
So that I could not hear what they insist.
I will wait until I decay,
Until my body becomes clay,
Until worms eat me and slay.
For I know I will never be your best
And I will always fail your test
So I just lie down because to die is to rest.