Stop, please just stop.
I can't handle this anymore,
you promised me I was yours,
you'd never leave. You were
my best friend, my boyfriend,
my partner in crime, my happiness
my future. My reason.
You were. Now? Now you're
my madness, my 3 a.m thoughts
my sad tears that fall with my
shaky hands and bleeding skin,
the name yelled out when I sleep..
if I sleep. You are the first thought
in my mind when I open my eyes.
I need to get better. I need to live.
I need to stay alive. You're gone.
I'm going to get better. Maybe a while
from now I won't look in the mirror
with shaky hands while having to
tell myself "don't do this you're better
than this." I will heal. But until then.
Stay away from me. Let me find my
reason to live. I loved you. Just go.
I don't love you anymore. You are
my nightmare of the past.
-c.g
