The Letter- Dear Si Poem by xXsuicideXepidemicXx

I have known for some time that it would come to this end.
You get what you want, my clever friend.
Eight or nine years, you've been my solice.
Lovers, or friends? I'm not sure what to call us.
You've been there, through thick and thin,
And every time I had to let Daddy in.
That finally stopped, but the violence continued.
My fragile arms always knew what you persued.
When skin gets thin, and you can read each line,
You've kissed the flesh beneath, one too many time.
The last one, today, you get what you're yearned.
After hundreds of times of practice,
My suicide, you've finally learned.