What are you looking for?
Am i not good enough?
1 month ago · · Depression,
I fell in love with you,
The first time I saw you,
My breath- stolen from my lungs.
But then I found out that it was too good to be true...
Slowly turning blue.
Feeling the rope tightening its grip on my throat.
The ringing in my ears, my vision going blurry.
I was there for you when you needed me,
But where were you when I was stuck and didn't know what to do?
You read my texts as I tell you my problems,
But then you change the subject like it really just nothing.
I wish I had never met you in the first place,
but then again where would I be now?
you used me in ways I hadn't noticed,
until I stepped back to see the bigger picture.
You went ahead and smiled as you saw me drowning,
drowning in the pool of my own insecurities.
I can feel my head getting heavy,
my energy decreasing faster than a shot battery.
I may never open up to someone again,
I hope you know that this is your fault.
I'm going to find a way to sleep forever,
even if it may be painful.
I really just don't care at this point,
you took advantage of me when i was at my worst.
you pointed and laughed in my face,
You make me feel like i may just burst.
I'm bursting with all my self doubt and insecurities,
but you just step back and stare like I'm weird.
You called me puppy,
but now i can even look at that name without breaking out in tears.
I cant read your name,
with out wanting to die.
Because for some reason for someone to love me,
they need to be depressed and high.