I am sorry for all of the pain I've created,
Perhaps my love is outdated.
I'll keep back, I'll keep away,
I'll only hurt you further if I stay.
I'll hurt you if I leave,
It'll hurt me too, I believe.
I'd rather bruise you by being gone,
Than hurt you again and be in the wrong.
Perhaps I'll just totally disappear,
Then I won't poison you, my dear.
So I'll shoot up some wretched thoughts,
I'll snort all my crude words, and watch the clock.
I'll just keep time, wait 'till I die,
I'll smoke all I did to make you cry.
So as I pop these pills, and down this V,
Don't cry, just forget about me.
I am sorry for all of the the pain I created,
Perhaps my love is outdated.
-Ashleigh Mull 2/15/2016
I'm sorry.
