I'm broken.
I'm dead.
I'm gone.
I'm hurt.
I'm bleeding.
I'm crying.You're fine.
You're alive.
You're still here.
You're happy.
You're safe.
You're smiling.How is this fair?
I get it, it's my fault.
But how could you get over me so quickly?
What happened to Forever and Always?
Tell me.
One day you're in love with me,
The next I'm replaced by the person who was
"Just a friend"
And
"Nothing to worry about"There is no point in lying to me.
Everyone knows who you are..
Deep down in that abyss you call a heart.
And one day, she'll get tired of you.
So enjoy her.
Cause karma is a bitch.
And so are you.
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Poems for the Suicidal
PuisiPoems I've written, from the point of view of someone facing depression, anxiety, etc.