I've crossed out their name, 'cause it's easier than facing them with all this pain you caused me. I hate every moment you still pop to mind, I wish I could erase all your interactions you ever had with me, so we would've never met. What hurts the most is you used to comfort me with your words when I was in pain, I never pictured that you'd hurt me like this. We were so close, now we're further than Earth and Pluto. You couldn't fix this if you tried, you dug yourself a hole to the core of the Earth and no one could help you up, you brought this on yourself. You think you've got me in the palm of your hand but you lost me when you broke our friendship.
My Mum says I've gained weight, after I just got back from a psychiatric hospital for my depression episodes, so she invites you to our garden and I bring a diary of some drawings to show you. You remind me it's okay to not feel completely alright, and I'm reminded how much of a good friend you were. I keep asking what did I do wrong to myself, 'cause you're no longer there.
You're so compulsive, you don't even realise I'm crying while trying to tell you my Dad had just died, and you can't stop interrupting me when it's hard enough to say it aloud. You don't even notice that I'm breaking, 'cause to you I look normal. Faking it got much harder but I must be a natural if you can't see that my heart's shattered on the floor, and you're stepping on the pieces, that are cracking like glass as you watch me cry, and do nothing at all.
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Poems
Poesíashort poems that could also be songs i thought of on a whim. most of these are a bit old but recently i was told by a friend to publish them as they're, quote on quote "not bad" so i take that to the stand by broadcasting them here. take a gander.
