Everytime we lie awake,
after every loss we suffer,
every emotion that erupts,
but I haven't gotten over you yet,
screams ring out like a siren,
I cut myself to place my mind somewhere else,
but I can't forget,
forget the love I gave,
forget the love I received,
all for nothing,
I hate everything you did to me,
you pulled a blanket over my head,
and brought me into a world of euphoria,
of love,
of amazing feeling,
but all was in vain,
I hate you for everything you did to me....
(note:this poem is not true about me I never cut my wrist over anything)
