The untitled Post

i sit along in my empty room
looking up to the bulb above me.

And wonder why i am sitting here.
So cold
so lonely
my heart crying

for it was you, one that I trust
hell it was all of you
treated me like i was dust
all all the while still in view

go to hell. go to hell all of you
my friends, no my ex friends.
the ones that i helped
the ones that when i needed help
turn their backs on me

go to hell