Please don't do this

Today sucked. Here's a poem....

Why; why must you go?
Don't do this to yourself
You know I love you so
You say something 
Without continuation 
Leaving me worried 
And frustrated
But why?
Was it something I did or said?
Was it something that went off in your head
From leaving to be by myself
Away from you 
In my shell where I am safe to dwell and retell 
You say it's your anger with the pain you carry
That it made you someone else
That if I see your face 
In the news during the day
Don't think of you that way. 
But how could I think of you any way
When I'm pained by the right now of today.
43 calls and 3 voice messages;
21 text messages.
Answer me d****t
I can't think of all the tragic 
April fools got me well 
For s**t turned south 
Faster then a drop of a pin. 
It's breaking me down over again
This is just another 
Bella's tragic event....

Author's Note

Just le me know what you think....