Here I am again,
I thought these days had ended.
Where I sat and thought of you as I write.
I always said it was forever and now, I guess,
I meant it.
Even when you left I still care.
Today you left the room about to cry.
It broke my heart,
Like it always used to.
But we aren't friends anymore and so I couldn't ask you what was wrong.
Please don't ever forget that I'm here for you.
If you ever come back I'll fight for you now and forever.
YOU ARE READING
A cry for help
PoetryJust a little poetry compilation in progress. ------••------ Trigger warning- Depression. Self harm. Suicide. Break ups. Alcohol. ------••------ All poems are my own. ------••------ The model in the photograph is Ash Bournes- the photo taken by...
