There is so much good in you
But it is balanced by darkness
And that is the side
That you prefer
You bask in
Broken hearts
Blank stares
Biting words
From ones you've hurt
You believe that it will
Make you a good writer
To live in ruins
And I will admit
That I loved your darkness
But not as much as you do
It was something
That added depth to you
But there is no limit to that depth
As I am coming to discover
It is never-ending
A black hole
A pit that opens straight to
The middle of the earth
That's where you hide your heart
Or what is remaining of it
And you smile
Knowing that you tricked me into thinking
That I had found at least a piece of it
I could write an epic
Of vile things
For I am filled with loathing
But I no longer wish
To please you