Twisted words,
Lying stages.
Yet I’m the one,
Who is still getting hurt.
An inch is given only to be taken by a mile,
As always

I scream.
I plea.
I beg.
Leave me alone,
I no longer want you.
I do not desire you,
I am suffering from within.
I am speaking and I am screaming leave me alone.
I am kicking and fighting to not use the tools necessary for death.
A trigger is what you are and nothing I say makes you think twice.
Slowly I am crumbling again after just standing and I sit on my bed as tears roll down my cheeks.
Praying and wishing for someone to notice and someone to take me and go.
Please I beg you.
No more..

I hate when you message.
A seething heat burns at my heart.
My eyes are bloodshot.
Yet you still think there’s a chance,
and that is why I cannot go back or love you like before.

Lost and never found.
Yet you keep the game,
High and mighty you stand,
Yet still small and fragile.
To think I thought you were everything,
Turns out you were the nightmare.

Delete,
Burn,
Repeat.

Of course.
Never the fault at blame but I.
Your forever the purest.
All lies of course.
Going backwards instead of forwards.
Yet here you sit,
Sitting with pity.
Shame such high hopes,
Just to see it dwindle more and more into
Nothingness.