Absent within reach
Being abandoned at your worst times
You said you’d be here for me
more as a friend to help me with my depression
but that was a cold blooded lie wasn’t it.
I mean you can’t even bare to talk to me anymore.
Every time I try and say something
I’m met with a one word reply
or left on opened.
You said you wanted to help and to watch me get better,
then why did you leave right when I needed
a shoulder to cry on or a hand to hold
for one god damned night.
You say you initiated our end.
But how could you have
When I had to text you
Asking to talk
Of my struggles.
To be met with the end of what I thought
Had been the one thing holding me
together.
That night I lay crying
You told me pay no mind
to what you said to me when drunk
How could I not when I had a feeling
I knew what was coming.
How could I brush that off.
If I’d only held in the surge of pills
And liquor
And tobacco smoke.
how can you tell someone that you’d be there for them
Then bail on them at every sentence.
Tell them it’s not working because our timing doesn’t match.
I’d rather you have said our star signs weren’t compatible.
At least
That’s out of my control.
At least
That’s not my fault.
At least
I wouldn’t be sat here
Writing this,
Wondering what I did wrong
And how I let it get so far wrong
At least
this time
Maybe I’ll keep them down a little longer
To reach the end
About the Creator
Bevan Tse-stuart
coping with depression. Mostly just me venting but any love is appreciated


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