18 years

I'd write it down on paper

but my blood may stain the page

I'm still bitter towards you but

my depressing mind killed my rage

I need to let you know now

just how much you let me down

forcing your tactless words

on top of me as I drown

I asked for nothing but help

You turned on me in my hour of need

sided with the one who caused my demise

Thinking of yourself in fickle greed

My most fulfilling of addictions

helped me out when you refuse

feeding my euphoric escape

The chains of innocence cut loose

I fall to my inevitable end

drowning in blood and tears 

it all must come to an end now

a disasterous tragic 18 years

Reviews

[Sujash I. Purna]

feeding my euphoric escape!!!

[eighwoeifj]

Is the first word supposed to be "I'd"?
I absolutely love the first two lines.

[Beck Louise]

whoops! yes it is haha, thank you :)

[That_Girl]

Wow... this hits close to home. Nicely done! Love the words you use to decribe what you are feeling... in all of your works. :) Well said!