How selfish.

 I can erase all the things Ive seen
but I cant shake all the pain inside.
Our Bridges burned to ashe from our lessons learned.
Once again I write to you.

I feel hatred to your name
feeling Malice within my veins,
My scars on my wrist proves,
that people like you exist.


I look away from the pain,
putting away my fears,
Showing only smiles
not the hidden uneased tears.

Once again I write to you,
Im tired of trying,
sick of my depressious crying,
you havent felt my pain
until you feel no longer.


Your were my toxic infection.
I was born when you kissed me,
Died when you left me,
my heart riddled with imperfection.

My heart is now bleedng,
my eyes swollen from exhaustion,
My mouth so dry,
that silence is my sound.

You left me with incurable pain,
Painting my self with a razor
so blooded and torn
how selfish do you look,
Putting yourself in the ground,
Only 17 years after being born?