This poem took a toll on me for being relatable.

I wanna laugh at the memories
     That we once made,
Which turned to fragments of misery and pain.

Thought I was your priority
     Turns out I was a deformity,
My thoughts and affection for you, ending! In calamity.

My frustration is hidden, face guilt-ridden,
      Pain in my head, I hang on a thin thread,
If I go insane, will it matter? 
      Will my death note to you be bitter?

Losing you was a nightmare
    But you are turning it to reality,
Description of my tears wouldn't matter,
    Even if they were bloody.

You sure do know how to hurt me,
     I'll give you that
Leave me alone now,
     And take all the fucking pain back.