Unfinished

A life unfinished

Ended too soon

Was it all the pills you took?

All the alcohol you drank?

All the blood you let run down?

All the words that got in your head?

Or was it the person who broke your heart?

The sad part is you don't have to die for your life to be cut short

Some people die of heartbreak

Of shame

Of hatred

But they still breath, just like you and me

The only difference is

The numbness

 

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Kowareta no iseki

Finally someone who understands that you don't have to physically die to die!

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