I don’t have much left

the heart bleeds

something screams

and something else leaves

I can’t give you anything

when my own lungs refuse to work

to cooperate

to live

and so they should

for the rest of me agrees

I'm not someone to live for

no one stands by my side

no one holds my hand

and when I fall

I land

on my own ass

with broken wrists

alone

I don’t have much left

from all the smiles and lies

all the hugs and stares

all the friendships and whispers

all the ‘I love you’s and ‘you’re a crazy bitch’s

I can’t give you anything

because its all gone

the smiles, hugs, friends, happinesses

and I end up alone

in a dark room

under dark sheets

with only my tears to keep me warm

because everyone knows

I'm not someone to live for