1 year in the making with so many wasteful ingredients.
we should've never met if i had known your sugar was bitter.
why'd you call yourself my friend?
why give me a name as if i was close to you? my name is cameron. do you remember?
bottles of pills
emptied bottles
laxatives and rotting food
all hidden beneath my bones.
i thought i was your friend. why push away a friend?
you were so poisonous when all i wanted was help. so i sit in silence in a tub filled with my own blood and tears.
as you sit there watching as if you were a
camera.
