You took one step and I held my breath-
You were toxic.. I didn't need that.
I was wasting away and you made me decay,
Now I notice you are always there to watch me when I fall.
Do you even think of me, when you're lying alone in your bed?
Does your heart fill with agony when you realise...
You don't know me at all.
Mine does.
I am sick of burning from your words, lashing out at me.
Sweeping up after my ashes is starting to hurt.
And I am so tired of you hauntig me,
Don't you get bored from always hurting me?
This poem I wrote is actually part of one of the songs I wrote about a month ago, it means the world to me. Losing a best friend hurts like hell.
