I'm no longer suicidal
With
My words
Nor my thoughts
Not even my actions
Towards you
So maybe I meant to say homicidal
If you will...
I wish no harm on you
Looking back
Every sight
Every gaze
Upon you
If looks could ****, I'd be reading your grave.
"Forgotten _ (blank)"
More like needing to be forgotten about
As much of a nobody
Labeling you
I craved
You were somebody to him
Always have been
Always will be
But
Ask about me
I'm somebody too
That thought keeps you out of body and me under your skin
I know nothing other than your name