

saddened soliloquy :- suicidalcrying yourself to sleep isn't something you should be doing at 22 years of age. i feel pathetic.saddened soliloquy :- suicidal
i'd shoot myself in the head, just to make it stop thinking of you.
it's been over 6 months. what the fuck is wrong with me?
why do i listen to the songs that remind me of you? and why won't you realise what a mistake you made?
if i owned a gun, i know i'd be dead by now.


Three monthsIt's been over three months now. I think something is wrong with me. Surely I'm supposed to hurt less by now.Three months
Is strange how things change.
From watching you sleep each night, feeling so complete and content, to spending each night thinking up a new way to die.


biggest regret OR darkest hourYou never told me how you thought about him Your frightened eyes avoided me that day My accusations and questions arrogantly begging for response Emotional or otherwisebiggest regret OR darkest hour
Instead like a soliloquy into the night To the sound of your muffled tears
I hate myself sometimes.


A word or two...The intolerable clutch at my heel, As hard to break as it was to make. And all the while I try to wonder If you think your subtle hints are working.A word or two...
I don’t have time for this.
You are poisonous, a violent red, Led by psychotic, misinformed choices. You drag up old conversations we had, And older promises I never kept.
I note your invisible engagement ring, Flinching whenever you smile at me. You twisted nicotine fingers ‘round my throat, And I still noticed that you were beautiful.
And for a fleeting moment, the world rushes past A