I'm so
Hurt that
I can
No longer
Breathe on
My own

I hid myself
In your sadness
So I would never
Have to admit to
My own  

I feel your heartbeat in my chest
                                  I still see you
                                           When I look in the mirror
                    You echo in my eyes

                       The definition of me
         Shows your name
             In bold print
Right beside the word “love”
  That comes after the word “lost”
         My wrists are tattooed
    With invisible scars
  Lines that you
      Left there every time you cut yours
  Every other breath
  That enters or exits my lungs
  Belongs to you
  Because it should have been yours
  As you sat beside me
    Telling me stories
              And kissing my ears
                                                Thank you
                         For being a lifetime’s worth
               Of warm hugs
And “I’m sorrys”
And “Stop worrying and go to sleeps”
For showing me
What it means to live
Watching something beautiful
Wilt and die
Because the beauty of every moment
Somehow tastes
So much sweeter now

*The Suicide Diaries

the flowers just die, so why plant them?
the children just forget, so why teach them?
the hearts will just break, so why love them?
but i guess we'll all just die, so why live?

" Home is where your heart is. "
I've got,
broken things,
where my heart should be.

(FAH)

sometimes
i apologize so much
i feel like i'm saying sorry for my existence