Depression: Blame It On Me

You drink and yell
And somehow its all my fault
The way you act rings a warning bell
That tells me to get the hell out

The next day you might be sober
So I answer when you call
You say we didn't communicate
Or listen well at all

I start to see the lingering message
That you're blaming it all on me
You drove my emotions straight over the edge
And showed me what I didn't want to see

poem by Half Broken Teen
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