You left me because of what was going on in my head, you broke your promise of a happily ever after, the dream of a ring that bonds us together is fading away with time.
That's fine.
I may have problems, I may be a little screwed up in the head, And even though you left me because of it, I didn't let that stop me from seeking medical help. It didn't stop me from taking my medicine every night.
However, with time, I realized that with you I was in my best state, I was calm and collected even through my illness, for you I kept it all contained.
You did for me more than my medication ever could.
I love you.
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Emotional Torture.
PoetryCollection of poems and pieces written about daily struggles and tackling big world problems from the eyes of a teenager. Warning: Some chapters might be triggering. Triggers include: Suicide Eating disorder Self harm
