The colour of love,
Yet the colour of death.

The colour of your lips,
Leaning in to love me.

The colour of the liquid,
That drips from the wounds.
And the colour of the pills that took your life.

If I left today,
Leaving behind my name and a memory.
Like a useless object,
No one would notice if it was here or gone.

Worthless, Ugly, Unworthy.
Those were your words to describe me.
Your words put me in this position.

Deciding between black or white,
Or
Deciding between life and death.
Life and death seems the easier option.

I feel unlovable,
This state of being is depressing.
Maybe people will understand.

Why would anyone even care about understanding.

A cut a day,
Keeps the demons at bay....

I bet you never think of me,
And I never cross your mind.
I bet you when I call you,
All you want to do is hide.
You tell me that you love me,
But what if its not true.
Even when you lied to me,
I kept loving you.

You feel hopeless,
Those days you don't even feel like breathing.
Energy lacking,
Head hurting,
Eyes closing.
Never wanting to re-open.
The darkness is calling and you're trying to answer.
Yet something keeps pulling you back.