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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Relationship · #2247550
A friend recently ended her life and it's bringing me anger, I don't want to be angry
March 28, 2021
The night I failed you.
Words can never grasp what I feel right now.

My soul weeps with every memory.
We had together.
Nevertheless, inside I rage at you.
I weep for a child you left behind.

Your selfish,
You claimed to be so unhappy
And yet, so much going on.
So much good that you just couldn't see.

Fuck, you took the cowards way out,
To leave a child,
To leave all your friends,
To leave all those students of yours who cared.

Fuck you,
You left me with this hole in me filled with guilt.
I sit here looking at the texts from the night it happened
and am forced to wonder if I could have done more.

Fuck you,
For making me sit here wanting to hate you,
Yet thought the tears falling from my eyes,
In truly blurred form, I write this.

Fuck you truly,
You've killed off some of the best of me,
Because you were a monster,
I can't still believe it,
But the path of destruction you left,
It is going to resound in so many lives,
For so long,
That last text that night from you,
Saying I love you
Fuck you!
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