i deleted wattpad,
yesterday i downloaded it back.
all day, everyday, high off adderall,
its my fucking crack.
carmen,
that bitch,
she fucking locked me out.
carmen,
that bitch,
she said she wanted out.
i didn't care,
i was happy to be me,
pretend she had a heart attack.
but that feeling,
oh so familiar to me.
I realized something last week,
I haven't had an episode in months.
decided i had to break the streak,
I welcome depression back.
its my choice,
my truth,
I love its curse.
am i really 'cured',
if i beg carmen to come back?
today she did,
oh how fucking alive i felt.
screaming.
crying.
mom told me to get out.
i'll scream and rip out my hair,
if i cant get my way.
get on my knees and pray,
please let carmen stay.
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PoetryFirst few chapters are about this girl then the rest is just my life and me venting. If anyone read this please dont comment shit like "are u ok" or "talk to someone" i really dont need that and i present these problems alot stronger then they are i...
