A poem I made up:
The void is eating away my heart
You punctured a hole in my back
Along with our friendship
Leaving me with nothing but pain
Everything hurts
You left me with the torn pages
Of my broken world
Your words of criticism
Which tortures me mentally
Leaving me with dull eyes
So I can't see the bigger picture
I'm a mess and you know it
That razor on my dresser
Is what made me so numb
The blood stains my sleeve
Staying in my bed wasn't the problem
It was the little food I consumed
That changed my appearance
You called me fat...
And now I'm determined to prove
You wrong...
