Would you love me,
even when the world
will be against me?
Would you love me,
when my head will be
filled with self doubt?
Would you love me,
knowing the fact that
I have no will to live,
and that I think about
ending my life twice a day?
Would you love me,
even when I don’t
love myself?
Would you love me,
and pull me out of
this miserable life
I am living right now?
But wait,
who am I even asking
these questions to?
You,
don’t
even
exist.
-Abhishek Gupta