My world stops..
My heart beats like a drum.
I look at you in a different perspective..
Lost my soul..
To protect you.

I pretended that I was okay.
Like pretending Mountain Dew was the same as Mountain Dew Throwback.

Indeed.

It's a lie.

So don't try to tell me you're the only one who is hurting..

Because.. I'm hurting just the same.

It's not ruined
If it is...
You're the one
who ruined it.

I'm lazy.

I'm ugly.

I'm fat.

I'm crazy.*

Go away.

You're obsessed with your boyfriend.

Who is rude.

Stop mocking my poetry.

It hurts.

Are there any alternatives to this?

Any alternatives at all?

Because, I see the scars.

I see the blood splattered on the wall.

To know I've made many mistakes.

To say I'd never go back.

But, that's not true.

I went back to the blade.

Both catalysts.

Epic.

And

Mundane.

I found a new purpose.

To live on the edge of a blade.

And, the feeling of...

Being...

Alone

Worthless

And..

Scared

Wasn't enough to get me there.

And, what if I lied?

Said that I'd try something else?

But didn't even try.

I did lie.

I know..

I can't like you.

And you don't like me.

But, do you know why I do?

Because...

The way your green hair
twinkles underneath the stars.

Makes me wanna run
to the edge of the sun.

I accepted you..
When nobody else would.

I trusted you...
When I could.

I loved you..
When I was drunk..

Wasn't that enough?

I honestly don't know
what else to tell you.

Because, you've hurt me.
And I've hurt you too.

If you thought
this poem is
about you...

You were wrong.