My blood is boiling
my head is spinning
anger and anxiety is ******* winning.
I don't know what to do
I honestly just want to ******* **** you.
you **** me off,
i hate how everytime you ****** up
and i cut you off
my ******* took you back.
i hate being soft-hearted.
i hate you but i love you..
no one treated me like you did, you were there when i needed someone.
the **** you did will stay with me forever.
i've never been so hurt by a person like you.
people like you make me have trust issues,
but what can i do?
i never listen.  i just forgive then get hurt all over again.
but no. i need to stop. this has to ******* end.
*******, you're not my ******* friend you are dead
to me *******.

Do you see the wreckage I walked out of
Braced myself, Fire Flame, Crash landing.
And the smoke of death has reached my flared nostrils
What is the less poisonous of two fumes?
One reeks of death, sadness and inevitability
of blood, tears and the pain of living.
The other smells of green ignorance
anaesthesia.
Take my pain.

So I, I took the path well taken, for I
didn't have the courage to look
at the broken bone jutting from my shin
Dull me, Numb me, Let me waste away in bliss
This existence is my bane, my plane crash.

There’ll never be a day,
You look through my windows,
As I’ll never see through yours.
But I do love surprises.


                                             «c.h.b.»

some things are my favourite reminisce
but I believe the best is yet to be lived.

Just one question to ask
Why all the problems
Of every categories
Comes to me???