Gone

Life sucks is craved into my arm.
Because my life always was a sucke thing.
You looked at my arm, and said, "Heather, I care about you, so please stop this foolishness."
I didn't say anything,
but I started to cry.
I promised to stop.
But then,
you die.
so, it started again.
My world fell to pieces,
because you were my whole world.
I listened to you because I loved you so much.
But now,
I am dead too.
Because I didn't know what to do you without you.