You asked me why I cry… I mourn everything I had, every single part that made life worthwhile.

I cry for all that special that we had, and will never have again with anyone else

I cry for all we could have been, I had told you of my visions

I cry for all the things I missed out on because of you,

I cry for all the times you inflicted pain, endless, and stole times that could have been wonderful… through inflicting pain.

I cry for a life that I’ve fought so hard so long for,

I cry for all my dreams shattered to pieces

I cry for all the friends I’ve lsot because of you… only need to read your letters to see where you are to blame, so don’t go denying that.

I cry for all the people I have hurt for you, putting you first, the arguments with friends, the making excuses to stop seeing them, for my family

I cry for how pathetic I am for you…its ridiculous, but I cant help it..

I cry for all the physical pain I have to deal with day in and day out that I will have to for the rest of my life because you wouldn’t help

I cry for all I did for you and all I put into you in vain

I cry for all the times I have had this wrenching in my stomach that makes me feel so helpless and ill

I cry for all the wasted energy spent

I cry for the life that passed me by

I cry for ever wanting a holiday while you were on one

I cry for all the times I remember that you WERE real, we were real

I cry for all I endured to stay strong for you and how hard it was

I cry for all the times I cry alone, and have never had comfort

I cry for all I’ve protected you to have it thrown back in my face and forgotten

I cry for all the things I have to do because you’re a lazy bastard

I cry for how much you have aged me, when I look in the mirror, and I’m so much older and torn

I cry for all I have let you blame me for…to hell with you…I deserve no blame

I cry for all the opportunity real love had

I cry for all the love you built in me then left me empty and hollow

I cry for all I could have been

I cry for all I was before I met you that you have ruined

I cry for 2 miscarriages, it should never have been that way

I cry for all the anxiety you have caused

I cry for all the times I wondered where you were

I cry for all the times you made me feel so bad

I cry for all the times you made me feel so good

I cry for all the times we could have been making love and in ecstasy

I cry because no one will ever make love to me, or  I to them as you and I had that magic that lasted

I cry for all you’ve let everyone else interfere and move your mind     

I cry so much for seeing you cry when you held me, I hate you for that… that makes weak that you could not do that again and confirms what I think

I cry for all the times you made me feel stupid

I cry for going through everything alone

I cry for the things that are very serious that you ignored.

I cry for the rest of my life, feeling like this, being afraid for you, being afraid for me

I cry for you being the cruelest I could never had imagined

I cry because I don’t deserve any of this

I cry because you are sick

I cry because you ignore your feelings

I cry for all people have said about me, untrue, and I have never been able to defend myself, and you were too weak.

I cry for my klubear, who made everything ok and you KNEW  IT! Fuck you most for that

I cry for the abuse you’ve thrown for so long that is taking me so long to get over and has effected me so much

I cry for how tired I am, how exhausted you have made me

I cry for all that you expected of me when I was weak and unable but you succeeded in making me feel bad for

I cry for crying so much

I cry for trying not to cry

I cry for the amount of time you take up in my mind

I cry for all the time wasted unable to do anything because of the way you make me feel

I cry because you are not real anymore, you are fake, you don’t know who you are, you don’t know what you think, you just pretend and stick to it because you’re to weak to deal with the emotion

I cry because you wont admit this, but it is plain from where I stand, seeing it everyday.