You haven't left but I miss you.
Please come back.

MAYBE I DESTROY EVERY REALTIONSHIP THAT I HAVE NOW BECAUSE WHEN I WAS YOUNG I WAS TAUGHT THAT YELLING MEANS LOVING

I don't know if I'm overthinking this or what but all I know is I want to throw up by the thought of you

I hate this house
There is no love in home
There is no joy in family
All there is pain, screams and crying
This family is ******* toxic
Too sick to care about others
I hate it
I want out, I want out

I see you in everything
Whether it's in objects or sounds
Dreams or memories
Thinking or doing
I see you in everything
And I don't know if it's good or bad

I keep my lips cracked
Because what are my lips useful for
If I can't touch them with yours

I burned myself today
And it didn't hurt nearly as bad as when you left