I’m so Sorry for all the weird Reasons and I wish I could do better for you because this is my self loathing

This beauty of yours is skin deep.

you’re falling apart, and I can’t sleep

close tightly your blackened eyes

nearer, nearer comes your demise.

It’s hard to save those who are lost and hide

It’s hard to save those who don’t care enough to die

Please hold on, I won’t let you go

You don’t care, but this is harder than you know

blood stained tissues and soaked through shirts

you’re getting worse and worse at hiding these hurts

I see the way your eyes linger, unclear

No longer do you see yourself in that mirror.

It’s not your fault you feel this way

It’s not your fault I can’t make you stay

Some things are for the better; this is the worst

I pray every day not to see you in a hearse.

Your father was cruel, your mother unkind

and you, the brutal outcome, are intertwined

please find the strength to release yourself

I’d give you my all, but you don’t want my help

And it’s no use beating against this wall

you won’t let me in and I can’t make it fall

It’s your choice, you turn. I can’t make this decision.

If only you didn’t feel like life was a prison.