3•12•15
That’s the day he tried to kill himself.
That’s the day I lost myself.
He went to pills.
The day after I got the hills.
He’s alive and well just like he should be.
But you can not say the same about me.
I know it was all my fault.
Now my life is coming to a halt.
I’m so sorry this all had to happen.
So sorry you had to read these words from the mark of my pen.
I tried to make him promise.
Make him safe and full of bliss.
So lucky he’s still breathing.
So lucky his chest is still heaving.
(2015)
