someone kill me now
I've ruined another persons life
they blame themselves for it
it's really not their fault
I ruined it
it was the closest thing to perfection
but I'm no where near perfect
people will always have flaws
mine seemed to ways that I hated being me
no one can replace the hole in me
i will forever be broken
i will never be whole again
I always just ruin everything
why can't I just be happy for once
just pure happiness?
problems always seem to come up
my mind always traps me in my own head
my thoughts are slowly killing me
one day I will be gone
no one will know...........
people will cry and people will care
but know one can ever make me whole again
the people we love and care for the most for we hurt the most
life will never be the same...
no early morning texts
no staying up late just to talk to him
to being so happy that nothing can make me sad
just pure pitch black darkness
no light
no starts
no nothing
just the darkness
just a pitch black hole that will never be filled again
never again....
i will never be as happy as I was......
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Thougths of mine..
Cerita Pendekthis is a poem I wrote..when i wrote it didn't really mean a lo to me..but now it seems like it describes me more than it did.. it's sad but true
