Depression Days: A Book Of Poems #Wattys2016

Poem 49

Dont miss me when im gone
Dont dwell on my death
When your the reason im gone

Youve caused many scars
Youve made my life hard
You caused all the pain
Why do you continue with your games

Now that im dead
I want you to know
I was not a whore
Nor was i a hoe

Now that im gone
Ur gonna cry
Say that u missed me
And didnt get to say bye