Anger runs wildly through my body
at the thought of you
I get sick when i of how I
hate you
AND YET...
Everything in my mind, body, and soul says to let you go
but every ounce of my heart
doesn't think so.
I could scream, shout and break things all through the night,
but when daybreak arrives,
nothing has changed.
I give you opportunity, after opportunity to hurt me.
and your doing one hell of a job,
Every dirty look you give, every time you put me down
is a slash through my heart.
WHICH FUELS MY ANGER,
WHICH FEEDS MY HATE,
WHICH CUES THE TEARS.
How long will i hide behind a smile?
When can i confront my fears?
