You took one step and I held my breath- You were toxic.. I didn't need that. I was wasting away and you made me decay, Now I notice you are always there to watch me when I fall.
Do you even think of me, when you're lying alone in your bed? Does your heart fill with agony when you realise... You don't know me at all. Mine does.
I am sick of burning from your words, lashing out at me. Sweeping up after my ashes is starting to hurt. And I am so tired of you hauntig me, Don't you get bored from always hurting me?
This poem I wrote is actually part of one of the songs I wrote about a month ago, it means the world to me. Losing a best friend hurts like hell.