You know I lied, I don't actually care
You mean nothing to me as I'm sure you're aware
Just leave me alone, shut up and move on
I don't care about you, so you're better off gone
So leave me alone because I just need to think
and slowly, deeply, into madness I sink

My best poem'll be my suicide note
the very last thing I ever wrote
a goodbye to those who don't even care
but those I love, because life's unfair.
But this ain't it it's not good enough
but I swear one day I write the right stuff
and it'll be goodbye to the whole world
and so comes the darkness, black wings unfurled

"do i ever even cross your mind?"

"you've never left."

A good poem is a writers death..

Her words fill my stomach with butterflies
there's no more beautiful sight than her wondrous eyes
I'm falling, falling so far in love
and now she's girl I'm dreaming of

My soul's as empty as your eyes
that night we said our last goodbyes
I can't feel a thing, because I refuse to
and you don't even care now do you?
But still I sit and think and write
and dream of you, every single night.