My heart is aching.
My soul is breaking.
To feel the hate one gives is unbearable.
Two times he's lost.
Two times it has cost.
The guilt I have has consumed me.
My life to take. I want to end.
For him I wish to remain my friend.
But the aftermath of what I have done with be forever more.
I'm Sorry.
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Aftermath
PoetryThis poem highlights a very difficult break up for me during my freshman year of high school. I use my poetry to work through emotions and difficult times within my life. From depression and anxiety, to my battle with Anorexia Nervosa, I am able to...
