Last week
I found out the truth
That you "didn't feel the same"
I was expecting this,
Knowing that I found that you were the most
Amazing
Hilarious
Perfect
Person I've ever met
I loved you
I'd do anything for you
But I doubt you'd do the same
I saw you stare at me during lunch
My friend said you were saying some weird stuff about me
I saw you whisper to your friends
And then the three of you glanced at me
I never
In a million years
Would've thought that you'd treat me like
I cleared the air between us the day I found out
I thought things might be okay after I did so
But that's when all the shit happened
And I was strong
For that one week
But now, I'm breaking down
I'm back to cutting
And I hate myself even more than I ever have
And I want to die like I once did
All those feelings have returned
And I can't help it
You're already killing me gently, why not just get it over with
Hand me the pills and the water, I'll be out like a light
And you'll never have to deal with me again
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Feelings
PoetrySome poetry about my depression, self harm, being suicidal, and social anxiety that I've written. *TRIGGER WARNING* This book of my poetry is not to support or glorify self harm, suicide, or mental illnesses such as depression and social anxiety in...