She's pushing me further and further away.
She's pushing me towards a cliff.
She's going to push me off the cliff or force me to jump off the cliff myself.
Then she'll act like she's heartbroken and so sad.
But really she did it.
The cause of death will be written as mine.
But really it's her.
My blood is on her hands.
She wanted this.
It's all she's ever wanted.
She's going pushing me away as making me cease to exist.
~Aq~ hasn't even noticed me yet.
I've become nothing.
And it's all my 'friends'' fault.
They turned me into a nobody.
Nothing.
Do I even exist?
And now they just want to get rid of the left over waste.
This was their plan all along.
Pretend to be my friend, earn my trust and tread me into the ground.
~Aw~ was the first to go.
And now the rest have followed suite.
I'm not even in 'the corner' conversation.
I don't exist.
I've never existed.
I'm in a horrible torturing nightmare and hallucinating all this hell.
No one is real because in my mind no one could truly be this horrible.
It's time for me to disappear one last time like I have oh so many times before.
People will thank me because its what they always wanted anyway.
They'll be happy I'm gone.
So. Goodbye.
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Poems with a twist
PoetryWhen I get to my lowest I write these. Let's hope I never have to use them. (Or not) If you are a lucky enough to be part of this (you will know if this applies) , then congratulations, your existence has made a big enough effect on my life to be me...
