Forgetting

And I'll go back to sleep

To forgetting what I actually need

Love and ironically not peace

Cuz life is not a straight line, it's curvy n with heaves

Mine has been a line for years like a dead man's heartbeat

From losing people I thought I would meet

Again, n now I am lost

N apparently they were all I got

Cuz Idk how to live but die

I kill myself every day trying to be strong,

Trying to forget n live on every fucking time

That I remember they're gone

N i'm all alone with my pain

N lips dried n hands folded n cold n alone

What do you think I need? Where do you think i went wrong?