...don't

 I crumple to tear sodden dust
nothing left of me
but pleading words of platitude
that even in this state
I know can have no effect.
Regardless, I'm ready to spill them,
dignity forgotten
in this desperate broken moment
of please,
not knowing what else I could do
to convince you
not to discard me.
Powerless
as the core of my fears
plays out of my control;
unwanted
unloved,
old knowledge reinforced,
swirling with the fresh torment
of losing you.
Wonderful, understanding,
piece-from-the-same-puzzle
you,
tearing free from me,
leaving a void
of ragged breath and aching chest
and hopelessness.
Curled in on myself
I choke out mumbled words
through my sob clogged throat
knowing
they are as worthless
as I