so not a poetry

semicolon is what i feel like
wanting the sentence to end

but choose not to

what i believe is people write things

because no one listens

my thoughts are destroying me

i try not to think 

but the silence is a killer too

my head is a very dark place

because it sings to me this

i am not enough ik,

so let me go 

becauseit hurts to be half loved by our own

and today morning my eyes are sore

from the bruise last nightand when i die

dont just cry

look up at the sky and smile

because its not how much i lived

its the way i lived

i was happy for a certain time

and people said they love me

although i never did felt that lovebut it was nice

frankly

dead people receive more flowers

than living ones

because regret is stronger than gratitude

and one day everyone will understand

that faking a smile is easier than explaining why you are sad

here i am

standing in the ashes

of who i used to be

in the end

all i ever wanted is to want nothing from no-one

so if you think you relate

you dont know shit that happened to me