I don't know
how to tell you
that I'm finally
breaking.

My heart shattered
into a million
sharp, bloody
pieces.

I don't know
how to tell you
the pain I'm filled with,
the numbness I feel.

My thighs are sliced,
my wrists are diced,
I don't know
how to tell you.

I don't know
how to face the fact
that I miss you,
but I want you gone.

I don't know
how to tell you
how I
feel.

I don't know
how to tell you
I cry myself to sleep
with the thought of you.

I don't know
how to tell you
that I'm sad,
sadder than I've ever been.

I don't know
how to tell you
that I found a letter
Jake wrote to me.

I don't know
how to tell you
I pray to the god
that I don't believe in.

I don't know
how to tell you
my tummy hurts
and I want you to hold me.

I don't know
how to tell you
I have nightmares
and I wake up and scream your name.

I don't know
how to tell you
how much
you mean to me.

I don't know
how to tell you
that I want you
gone.

Good things leave,
bad things stay,
so please,
stay or go.

Your choice.