If I was given a choice I'd choose you
But I wasn't.
If I was given a fucking choice I'd choose us
But I wasn't.
If I didn't want to die would you love me more?
If I didn't hate myself so fucking much would you?
I watch you turn your back on me and all I can do is scream.
In my head I'm falling apart but I gotta stay strong for you
Because even though I wasn't given a choice i still choose you every second of every day.
You can call and I'll come running doesn't matter what I'm doing. Or where I am
My choice is you. Every day. So even though I don't have a choice right now, you should know that I'm right here waiting.
I don't believe in promises like I used to, and I don't believe in fate. But I believe you and I are meant to be.
So that's my choice if given one.
Always remember I choose you.
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Poems for the Mentally Damaged
Poetrya collection of poems I'm constantly working on. For those who know the suffering of mental health issues and those who humor my simple way of coping which is of course to write more poems to relate to from my darkest and saddest to the hopes of a y...
