You are the death of me

It’s killing me everyday…
I try to let you go
As I hold in my tears
The pain you’ll never know
It’s been just half a year
You will never understand
What you put me through
You could never comprehend
What I feel for you
But you really didn’t care
You just toyed with me head
But now I won’t be there
You are why I’m dead
I really did love you
I thought that you could tell
You should have just shot me
Shit you mite as well
Maybe I’m not dead
But mentally I am gone
There’s nothing left to be said
It’s clearly been to long
And I still lose my sleep
I stay up through the night
It’s a fascinating sight
Cutting my wrist so deep
My blood forms a puddle
A puddle at my feet
I start to lose all feeling
I think I have gone too far
Tonight I won’t be healing
This will be my final scar
As my last request
I wish to say goodbye
I want to look into your eyes
Right before I die
Just hold you in my arms
And allow myself to cry
Maybe then you’ll understand
How you made me die

By ed nosal
Published: 10/24/2005
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