DIARY OF BROKEN HEARTS

Don’t go please, Yes, I’m begging you, You are the only who makes me happy, When you leave, I will be left alone, Don’t you

For years, I trusted you, I believed everything you said, Maybe I was a dumbhead for that, Maybe I should have tried to question it,

We feel it early on The pain of becoming beautiful From early on we are taught That beauty exists Somewhere outside of ourselves To be

Dearest dad, I am not quite sure if l should call you that Maybe casually saying Bennie works I’d like us to have a talk

You know, some days, Reality was more horrifying than we could think, And the fact that we still grappled onto, The little bit of illusion;

I never felt this loneliness until that day I received the call, The call that changed my life, The call that you no longer in

There’s no space in my head Just echoes of violent thoughts Sharpening dents in my heart Close captioning my feelings In a display of sweet

Simply because they do Theres no need for reason I’ll find my way through I really believed though That I’d be doing it with you

If we’re just friends why do you always come to mind, It’s like you’re a phone call a way When I’m about to call you

Staring in my best friend’s direction, I saw a handsome stranger, Hovering over me like a nightmare, Smiling at me like the monster did, But