Toxicity: A Living Diary of a Toxic Mind

Death

Maybe I can escape from here
Everyone else seems to be going
Why can't I follow?
Nothing's keeping me here
So what's the point?
Everything is falling apart
I can't breathe
The air is more toxic than the unspoken words that left your lips.
The remnants you left
Are sitting on the stairs
Staring me in the face
Forcing my memory
Creating a void
Where I'm only one
All alone.

Drowning in self loathing
Hoping you'll come around
Breathing through my skin
Screaming out loud
Crying in pity
Searching for your face
Losing my worth
Forgetting your love
Remembering the pain you filled me with.

You're dead.
I'm toxic.
Nothing's changed.