When will your ropes break
At 3am on a tight situation
You keep hanging up on the phone
So you can hang out with him
Was the best way
To strangle me
With lies

First day,
I wept,
For I didn’t understand what was wrong

Second day,
I wept again,
For not understanding my own self.

Third day,
I was numb,
And it didn’t matter if I was wrong anymore.

Fourth day,
I stopped,
My thoughts for it was not worth it to ponder.

Fifth day,
I got up,
With courage I did not realise that I even had.

Sixth day,
I walked out,
Of the cage that i built in my mind.

Cuts on my wrists,hands curled into fists
Wondering that will i even be missed
Scars on my heart might never heal.
This is what a person must never feel.

You played my heart like it was a game.
Now I know you never felt the same
You stabbed my soul, ripped my heart.
You took my hope, tore it apart.

You shattered my heart in the times of need
Although you realised, you let it bleed.
Slowly you made my heart stop beating.
The pain you created quickly began repeating.

You killed my hope; I stopped dreaming.
When your love for me ceased, my heart began screaming,
You told that you love me, that you'd always be there,
But now those are just words floating in the air.

Slicing my heart, the heartbreaking rain.
When you tore my heart, I couldn't stop the pain.
Now I truly see,
That you never actually loved me.

The stress of tests
for which I confess
that I am depressed
but will still suppress
that feeling of stress
with a tightening in my chest

I should have guessed
instead of creating this mess
the teacher is impressed
to bad I'm too obsessed,
to even protest
I cannot help but inquest
when I will receive my eternal rest