Thoughts of Him #2

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I hold onto the memories of you tightly

Not ready to let you go

Not ready to face the truth that I might lose you 

That you might have stopped loving me 


I scream and cry in pain because I know you won't be mine 

I hate myself so much

So when I look in the mirror all I see is a selfish and ugly person

Who didn't deserve you


But you loved me anyways

Through my ugliness and selfishness

And still I wonder what you ever saw in me 


I soon find myself on the bathroom floor

Being suffocated by my depression and loneliness 

With the blade in my hand 

Ready to feel anything other than this emptiness 

I feel the blood flow and sigh with satisfaction 


But I feel a single tear slide down my face 

Betraying me 

Taunting me

Saying it's not over yet 


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