bitter is wrapped up in my world lived in vain.
bitter is inhaling my laughter, exhaling his pain.
i think bitter is precious to me--
he lets me do things i'd never do willingly.
when bitter is sleeping i am awake
his darkness is gone but my bones, they still shake.
i think bitter is the reason i cry.
i think bitter wants me to die.
bitter shot my brain with a gun,
stabbed my heart with a knife
and broke me with a word.
one word that made me this--
a girl who dreams in only black and white.
a girl who speaks to herself at night.
a girl who thinks despair is complete delight.
the word bitter said to me was hello.
and now bitter is me -- my darkened soul.
  :)