At the end of the day i hate you like the sun watching the moon

I hate you so much i cant be without you
So much when i breathe i choke because you aren't there

I'm so lost in hate
i write love poems in paradoxes
Getting so lost between lines
My eyes roll into the back of my head
and i find myself singing this song

"Baby if knew where this poem ended I wouldn't still be here writing in my woes "