This is the end of us
Body and soul ripped from two
We all knew i was doomed
From the moment you left this room
All the tears ive cried
Heavy thoughts of suicide
All i feel is empty inside
Body and soul doesnt coincide
The last words i write
i hope this makes you happy inside
Because for me
all i wanna do is feel alive

Miles upon miles,
Riddled with beds.
Tissues and soft hands,
To wipe my tears.
Piles upon piles,
Of blankets and food.
A nice, big bowl
Of serotonin.

Ill take the view of your eyes
over a scenic ocean view any day.

she's having a life
while im just sitting here