I can't even read this without breaking down-and it's my poem!!! how screwed up is that. when i wrote this, i was thinking alot about death. all i wanted to do is die. i thought no one would care and everything would be better if i was dead...death is a mysterious thing that i have yet to understand and going through this horrible break up had brought me a bit closer to insanity...lately i've been feeling like im going insane without him...but i dont know..ah im rambling again lol...leave the love.