The walls of your soul that you
  Toil away building;
The windows are dark and the
  Bricks are unyielding...

( Hate, with a hammer, cracks the wall;
   But Love, with a whisper, makes it fall. )

How many times have I told you, Believe?
And then will you learn how to truly Receive.
  For giving is getting -- these two are the same;
  And living is learning to dance in the rain.

can you taste
the whiskey on my breath?
(my heart beats out of time
for you)

My soul is filled with pain.
My heart is covered in ache.
How could you do this to me?
From the moment I met you I thought I could trust you.
I was wrong.
I was stupid.
I was naive.
I'm always right about people.
I guess you put on a good show.
A show I could never get enough of.
A show I always wanted to see.
I felt truly happy when I was with you.
You could even see it in my eyes.
I never felt this way for anyone.
You destroyed me, and you don't care.
I'll name the new scar on my wrist after you.

its funny how a comment on a picture
can make you feel insignificant
how a significant other can look at someone else
the way they looked at you
and waves of jealousy strike
waves of inadequacy