Mistaken

Lifeline

When I was down, you picked me up.
But now you've found somebody new.
I'm trying to clear all this fucking muck,
Letting go to see what I'm supposed to do.
It's harder than it seems, and I'm losing.
I'm picking up the pieces that you scattered.
The right path is not the one I'm choosing.
It feels like my heart was ripped out and shattered.
I lost my best friend and my entire world,
And I'm trying my best to let you go freely.
Since you left, it's like my heart's gone cold,
And I'm trying not to feel this feeling.
The battle I'm fighting lasts a lifetime,
And I'm losing like I've been for the past few years.
Once upon a time, you were my lifeline.
But now you're causing all my tears.
The last time we talked was forever ago,
And my wrists are showing the difference.
I thought you brought out the worst, but it'll never go.
How the fuck am I supposed to survive this?

Author's note:
So, I don't have many author's notes. I don't know if that's something you want more of, or if, like me, you think you know me well enough from my poems. I write these poems when inspiration hits, and sometimes they're only a few lines, but sometimes they're hundreds of words long. It depends on how I'm feeling, how I'm thinking, and what I'm actually thinking about. For instance, most of my poems are about heartbreak, because in February or March my first love broke my heart. It's something I'm still struggling with, and I'll probably struggle with it for a long time. My mind doesn't know how to let go. But now I must go, because inspiration hit again. Bye!!