Poems For The Broken

Intoxicated

Im intoxicated, a sickening black poison.

You dont care.

Im breaking you, tearing you apart.

You dont care.

Your becoming more and more like me everyday

You dont care.

I care.

More then I should.

Everyday I see you, I try not to smile.

You brighten my day.

Did brighten my day.

My heart beats faster when im near you.

I feel as if, everything disapears.

You make me feel so special,

But I know its all fake.

I read the texts,

fake.

I dont get it?

It was all fake, why?

I hate feeling like this,

I hate myself for liking you more then a best friend should.

I hate how I hurt every time I see you with her.

I hate how hurt I feel every time I read your poems.

All about her.

Its her, always her, and always will be.

But my mind cant cope with it,

It wont accept it.

Im done. I am.

Im sorry.

For everything I have caused you.

Im sorry for loving you,

Im sorry for ever meeting you.

Im sorry for being born.

You wont do anything, I wont let you.

If I do anything, its cause of me, Not you.

You are so caring, you put everyone before you.

If anything happens, you think its you.

Its a great thing to have, but it can be bad at times.

I will make someone keep you alive,

Even if its the last thing I do.