Becca

I see you
full of hope
joy and energy
and I see one
who sees the glass
as half full.
I see a life
waiting to live.

I see potential.
I see bounds and bursts
of electric will
pacing just before exploding.

I see the future
as a road of gold
twisting to your desires.
I see a radiant sun
hiding jewels
that you are soon to find.

I see much more
then I thought I could imagine
or wish.
Your youth and vigor
make me want to kill myself
and then you
shortly after.

Please stop
with your potential.
Just disappear
for a while
and give me more time to wallow.

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