you must be able to see the hell ive been through
that i’ve been slowly drowning 
you must see the whole in me that any good leaked through
the pains too much
but you left all the same
you don’t care i’m in pain
you said you wouldn’t leave but it was a lie
just another way to feel better for a bit
will you even notice when i die
you never gave a shit 
so don’t be surprised when i’m dead 
xanax on my card to forget you
percocet on my tongue to forget you
blood on my wrist, gun to my head
you know i’m better off dead