Its taking almost all I have right now not to slit my wrists
This pain will pass however this passing moments of today and all the crazy thoughts in my head
I’d rather be dead
My heart feels like a foreign object that once served me and now has sucked the life out of me
I am the walking dead
Nothing at this moment can seem to nourish me but your promise
And that is but an empty promise because although you say I have your heart you have chosen to live without both of us
your heart and me
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