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You will probably never read this,

but if you do I hope you listen.

I beg you for all the answers,

My eyes drop tears, glisten.

I guess I was never yours

You used me all that time

I gloat and bragged about you

Though my feeling remain in this rhyme

You had me around a lot

So much I got attached

You said you'd love me forever

I thought we were made and matched

I fought with you about things

like your hair, or how you're unclean

so many fights I don't recall

I was a hopeless romantic at sixteen

I don't know how to help myself

you always make me your slave

"Learn your lesson," you tell me

I can't bare to keep being brave

I'm always the blame to you

You never say its your fault

You have so many flaws, so many plights

I have become numb, and came to a halt

I am your slave, the unwanted one

exploit me as a rag

cleaning the scum, expecting it's fine

when my life is just a drag

They say I've become more depressed

A change for the worse I think

You were the light of my life, a hope

You would always make my heart sink

Now look at us, we're through

I bet we will not last

Not for long anyhow, they know

I never should have asked

Asked you say, about what?

Keeping yourself proper I suppose

Keeping me happy, keeping me here

But now my thoughts arose

I've become nothing, a worthless soul

A meaningless pile of shit 

I can't stand my life, I want to die

Maybe just sleep for a bit

Look what I've become

Did you want this all along?

A suffering soul? Overpowerment?

Did you not want me to be strong?

Did you like giving my hopes up?

Tearing my opinions apart?

Saying pretty much I'm nothing?

Blackening my pure heart?

You tainted me, made me suffer

Tempted me to change who I am

Called me fat, called me a bitch

Called me a cunt without a damn

I wish I could die right now

I wish I wasn't here

I wish I could turn invisible

To those who I found once dear

You were a big impact on me

I couldn't stand time without you

It went so fast, but that was the past

A life I wish I could rue

Now it is time for an end

For my loved ones know me better

You have changed me a bunch, entirely

and now you read this letter

This goes to you, you prick

You scum, you faggot, you lie

You asshole, you bitter man

Saying that, now I can die

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