Not Your Fucking Fault

They don’t know why I’m smiling

Don’t know what I’ve decided

Oh sweetheart

You don’t know

How could you?


Your just like them

Just as naive

Just as beautifully innocent

Just as delicate

Just as fucking delusional


This smile is a bitter one

It is one of a dying person

The pills are ready

The knife is ready

I am so so ready


Two words

Might make me turn around

“Just stay”

But you stay silent

And that is my death sentence


It’s not really your fault

But I wonder

If you just stopped

Would you have realised

Should you have realised


My time is running out.

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