ccandd96
the writing of kuypers
There Are Too Many Poems About You, David
There Are Too Many Poems About You, David
1987
Please --
stop killing yourself
Youíre changing --
you may not see it
but you friends and
family see it
I see it
Every night
I look at the clock
and realize
youíre at it again
Youíre killing yourself
How many days --
weeks --
months --
will it take
for you to see?
Every night
I look at the clock
and hear for your life
you donít know
what youíre doing
I loved a man
that was not
addicted to alcohol
Iím afraid for you
What will stop you
from stealing
or fighting
or taking drugs?
Or slitting your wrists
once again?
Every night
I look at the clock
and realize
you may be dead
I wonder if you
have
been dead
Every time
you take a drink
you push yourself
over the edge
And every times
I think of you
the knife
twists deep inside
When you kill
yourself --
you kill me
I care for you so much --
I only wish
you cared for
yourself as well
Please --
stop killing yourself