she left yesterday,
well the only way a person can leave after they've taken their favorite belt and connected themselves to the ceiling fan in their room

she left NOTHING behind yesterday,
it's almost like she had been planning it for a while,
she burned all her drawings
any poems she had written
all of her miscellaneous notes..
gone

she left me here alone, yesterday
she didn't leave me a note
she didn't let me talk to her or try to help,
i didnt even know it was happening...
it was a Tuesday

she left and she took me with her yesterday
i needed her
no, i need her
and god did i ******* love her

she left yesterday
and now i sit here thinking about her
all i want is to see.. her,
so maybe if im lucky
this now empty bottle of pills and some sleep will bring me to her