Love is a painful thing, with it's varying degrees, it's overemotional arguments. It gives someone power over your heart, a power that is often misused. Every time it is, it feels like they've taken away a piece of your heart, and stomped the life out of it. When it happens so often you are numb to it, you are not loved, you have been used.

Sometimes during our darkest nights,
We forget the ones who love us most.
We forget to appreciate those we yearn for,
Day in and day out.

"Go away," I said
Daring to hope that for once the
Overconfident ******* would listen
To what I said.
I hate him, I hate him, I hate him.
I had no idea about the upcoming days
Of pain.

"Pretty pretty girl," he said
As I looked up into his evil eyes
With their horrifying red rims.
I scream again.
He curses, hits me.
I hate him, I hate him, I hate him.
I change tactics.
Plead.
My baby needs me, please let me go.

Even after he left, I laid still.
He left me seeking vengeance.
I hate him, I hate him, I hate him.
Every tear had been released.
Inviting anger, I swear to myself
That if he ever comes close to me,
He must die.

He approaches.
Unleashing my anger upon him
I never thought that I could hurt someone
I once cared so much about
As I did to him that day.
No. **** him.
I hate him, I hate him, I hate him.
Groaning, he pleaded for my help.
Everyday I regret what I caused.
Death.

"Don't go."
I turn.
Stare at the innocent child looking back at me.
Imagine her running after me.
Following me to places she must never see.
Seeing this horrible filthy life.
Every night is the same.
Slowly ebbing away hope.
She wouldn't understand, I hope she never has to.
I don't understand why she desires my presence.
All I do is cause pain.
Too much pain.

Deep in the endless darkness
Passing by the snapping jaws of my enemies
Raving mad and craving my blood
Endless sorrow radiating off of me
Wishing it was over
The never ending pain
Slowly killing me
I mustn't let them wim
Must keep going
They can not
Will not
Must not
Ever win