Far Apart

Day by Day,
We Are Further And Further Away.
When We Talk,
It Is Only Serious Talk, Business Talk.
We Never Talk In A Fun Way Anymore.

You're Using Me,
You're Sick of Me.
You Got What You Want Out of Me.
You Dug A Hole Inside Of Me.
And Left.

You Cheers For Your Victory In Destroying Me.
I Cheers To You with Two Cuts to the Wrist,
One for You Extremely Kindness towards Me
AND
One for Me Being an Idiot Time And Time Again.

And I shall drink the Bleeding Blood like Wine,
Sweet As Grapes, with
Every Last Drop I Consume,
Shows That My Life Is Fill With Bitterness
And
My Blood Is Fill With Sweetness....