I smile on the thoughts of disappearing from you.... The thought and the feeling of just being FREE!

I pick you up when you down, while you let me drown. You belittle me and treat me like a clown.

Beating myself up because you said I was never enough. I’ve finally found the courage and strength to see the truth, and honestly, I was doing way too much to get your attention. You are not worth it. You don’t deserve me.

That once butterfly feeling has now burned to ashes. You are no longer a feeling that I miss nor want.

I can’t blame you because I allowed it.. I allowed you to betray me, neglect me, walk all over me.

You’re presence was what I’ve longed for, for so long.. Now your presence is no longer needed as it is too late...

I’ve died a long time ago... I’m still in your presence but I no longer have a soul.

Thoughts of you were once my favorite. Now thoughts of you equals to my thoughts of suicide.

When things get rough, you do everything in your might to make things work. Once everything is okay, the only work being done is me trying and trying again to only fail once and once again.

I hide the pain even though it makes me insane. My eyes so swollen, waiting to be whole again.