deteriorating
my heart is deteriorating a little more each day,
seeing how I like it when they walk away.
nothing hurts more that the throbbing in my chest,
but not even I am able to decide what's best.
should I let you stay and make you happy,
or should I leave, but my brain still be scrappy?
can someone tear my hear out, to make me feel no pain,
or can someone comfort me to make me feel no strain.
I'm sick of this undead world,
every day making me want to hurl.
why want everything be okay?
maybe then it will open my airway.
♡Don't claim as own♡
garnett♡



















