Bother

Why did I bother?

Love

Was that ever real?

God

Was it all made up?

Suicide

Do you still think of me?

Anger

Can you lift me up?

Care

Such a bold face lie

Sex

Always the excuse

Sickness

Our only escape

Dreams

Don’t exist here

Hands

Made to hit

Lips

Ready to bite

Words

Confusing in the space

History

All repeated again

Me

I’m alone.