Feeling

Wow, I'm on a role for the s****y feelings making s****y poems.

This feeling,
Is just another reason,
for the line on my wrist,
the smoke in my hand,
the drugs in my system,
the alcohol in my blood.

I can't stand this anymore,
this just can't be right,
you said you'd always be there?
That's a lie,
you can't be there for me,
not now.

I love you,
so so much,
it hurts,
goodbye. </3