If You Left . . .

I don't know,
Sad or mad,
I,m unsure,
I,ve been taught that,
Loss is normal and same.
But I know that,
It's never the same and it hurts,
It hurts to know,
That you were right,
And I'm here wrong,
Wrong about everything.

Yet I was stubborn about everything,
You,
Me,
Life,
Death,
Maybe just maybe,
I was wrong to keep you alive.
I don't know,
I do not want you in pain,
Yet, I want you alive.

I'm sorry for everything,
I caused you,
Pain,
Sacrifice,
And also,
My love.
I'm sorry,
I cant help but think,
That this is my fault.

You have saved me before,
I thought I could save you,
But I didn't know.

You warned me,
I recklessly ran ahead,
Tore down your stability.
I'm sorry.
I tore down your life,
I tried,
But I believe,
That right now I am killing you,
Dragging you to your grave.

Slowly,
So slowly,
I feel the life,
Being drained out of you,
Thoughts, Emotions, and Being.
I'm sorry.

So I'm wondering,
Should I leave instead of you.
Let you live with out me,
Or should I stay,
And torture you,
With my questions,
My worry.
I'm questioning whats best for you,
I'm sorry,
I don't know,
If I can help.
I feel like I'm making it worse,
Than it already is.

I'm sorry,
I don't know,
How to help your plight,
I don't want to hurt you,
But I am, I know I am . . .