I miss him mom,
I really do.
I've been so lost without him.
Now that he is gone,
I have to find my wn way.
I know that you're here,
But there was just something about him.
Was it his loving soul?
His sense of humor?
But he hurt me so badly.
I feel so empty,
So vacant and dark.
Does he notice this now?
Or does he care?
Did he ever?
I have so many questions.
Answers would cure this pain.
But I get nothing in return.
For my love.
And I still cry at night.
But he doesn't care.
I'm now always depressed.
Depending upon the pills and razorblades.
Anti-depressants and my best friend.
They understand
And always have.
They cure the nauseous feeling
In the pit of my stomach.
The core of my being.
But not for long.
The feeling of hatred always comes back.
Not hatred for him,
But for myself.
How foolish I was,
To drive him away.
