I asked you for help.

You turned me away.

I was at rock bottom.

You said I'd be okay.

It all piled up.

As if rocks were being stacked on top of me.

You just watched with a smile on your face.

It all became too much.

I was shaking.

Uncontrollable.

"Just take deep breaths"

You said that you'd help.

You left.

Again.

My heart raced.

I couldn't breathe.

You didn't care.

Images flashed through my head.

Memories.

Nightmares.

'You're a freak'

'He didn't want you'

'Why would anyone want you'

I was crying.

I was dying.

You just watched.

I tore at my arms,

At the scars.

It was because of you.

Why would you leave me.

You said you'd stay...

"You'll be okay"

"Tomorrow will be a better day"

That's what they all say.

But I won't live to see that day.

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