You were my best friend,
My only friend.
You were there for me
When everyone else left.
You made me feel again.
I used to just be numb.
You saved me from myself.
From my thoughts.
From my blades.
From the thoughts in my head.
And you left,
Because of my problems
Because I'm so fucking broken.
Even though you promised
That you'd be there
No matter what,
That you would never leave.
Well,
You left anyway,
When I needed you more than ever.
And that is what hurts the most.
That you broke your promises,
And you left.
YOU ARE READING
Depressed, Alone, and Broken
PoetryThese are just some shitty poems I've written that aren't very good.. Sorry if they're absolutely terrible...
