everyone leaves
everyone walks away.
leaving you standing alone.
and you begin to wonder whats wrong with you.
what did you do wrong?
they all leave, one by one.
faster than the last.
everyone cant wait to leave.
its as if theyr lining up at the door.
you wonder what did you do that was so bad.
why doesnt anybody love you..?
a gun is pictured in your head.
a blade.
a bottle of pills.
a rope.
a way out.
because you arent good enough.
atleast good enough for anyone to stay.
end it,
just end it all..
-april 4, 2011
