Cared

Why is this life worth living what has happend cannot be changed

I wish I could tell you but I just cant bring myself to it.

Ill try not to let this build up inside of me

But loving you is killing me its eating at my brain and its slicing up my wrists

all I have left is my heart of which I plan to blow out with a 22

I hope you see my dead body maybe then you will know how much I cared for you

it would be greatly appriciated if you could give me some Idea of how good/bad my poem is so plz could ya rate-n-comment on it thx