In a way I'm going to miss calling you "friend."
However, in another I'm glad this is the end.
You used and abused me.
You expected me to run on tatters.
Everyday you got mad if I didn't ask "what's the matter."
You are rude and selfish,
Alone and lost.
I wish the best for you despite all this I still at one point cared.
I'm sorry that I can't stop on the drop of a dime to be there.
You criticized my best friend,
Hell she is my sister.
And between me and you that was only a blister of the damage you put me through.
I'm done with all your lies,
I'm done with the immaturity too.
You mean nothing to me,
Your just a cruel bitch.
Your main goal is to see how many lives you can ditch.
With this I breath,
After holding my breath around you for so long.
I hope you understand that you are the one who did wrong.
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My Poems
PoetryA collection of poems reflecting life. Contains scenes of depression, anxiety, suicide. Probably not updated frequently. *CAUTION MAY CONTAIN MATERIAL NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS* *TRIGGER WARNING: CERTAIN THINGS WROTE HERE MAY TRIGGER DEPRESSION...
