Can I Recover?

Seething hate mirrored in me.
I look in the mirror and all I see is you.
The one and only person I trusted was you.
That's been destroyed and you know what, me too.
I sat on the floor with a blade in my hand.
Ready to damage ready to die.
That night my perfect world was shattered.
My dreams were destroyed.
My wrists were nearly cut.
That crimson red was gona flow.
Then that phone call would be an ultimate blow.
Telling you I'm dead and it was suicide.
Let me ask you would that make you cry?
Would that hurt and make you scream?
Would it send you reeling in tears?
Would you hate me for leaving like that?
Would that break your heart?
Would that tear you a part?
Well if all these questions are answered yes.
You know how hard it's for me and I can't forget.
You've destroyed my world and have broken me.
Can I recover, I guess I just have to wait and see.

A/N… Plz R&R, means a lot.