There is this anger within me you left me I needed you the most and you just gave up you were on the floor you didn't cry for help when you collapsed why didn't you yell? we could've saved you you just laid there and let it happen you left me I scream your name at night I don't even know I do it I am scaring people I need you you left me you left me for what? you don't believe in a heaven or a hell you left me for nothing you were supposed to be there for me you were supposed to take care of me you were supposed to walk me down the aisle because my real dad is in and out of prison abusing every girl he sleeps with injecting every shot he is presented with you were supposed to be my safe haven you left me you died you.
My father figure who is also my best friend died in early November. I am getting worse. I don't know how to deal with death. I think grieving the dead is stupid. the dead is dead and that is it. yet I have nightmares of him... I miss him