As i like here barely awake

As i lie here barely awake, i have one thing to ask and that is how come? how come you were never there for me, especially when i needed someone to care? how come when i tried to talk, you would just turn around and start to walk? how come i tried so hard to make it through, when all i could think about was you? you were my 1st real and only love, it seemed like you were sent to me from up above. all the pain i have bottled up inside, is getting so big i can no longer hide. i tell you these things as i carve into my skin with a knife as i take my life. my life of depression and hate, a life i can no longer take. a life where my pain is so real its hard to imagine my life without you. now we are both gone from this world of hatred, to somewhere we belong, no more imagining what it would be life to end it all, it has come and nothing can be done, nothing at all. i hope this is what you wanted because for once i am finally happy.

~*~i wrote this poem one day i just felt like writting it sometimes i feel like this but i would never kill myself~*~