it takes way more effort to love then to hate
but ever since u left all i can see to feel is bitter
bitter for so many reasons
that make no sense to anyone but my self
all i can seem is to write tragedy after tragedy
does it make me happy? no it makes me feel alive
kind of like a mere smile from those precious lips i once thought would never become a curse
your soft pale skin now reminds me of thorns instead of daffodils in the spring time
everything i meant u turned into nothing in the blink of an eye
tell me i am dreaming
i almost get a kick out of hating u
all u did was force me to spill out all these forbidden emotions
i swore i never would
but i did
worst mistake i got the raw end of every deal
***** it all
this was all i twisted dream i would love to wake up from this twisted nightmare called fate