I'd hate to say I told you so,
I know this wouldn't last,
&& even though I feel for you,
You're so to be my past.
Although me love for you was wrong,
The days, they went so fast,
As memories arouse my pain,
The numbers, they grow vast.
So spike my drink with poison,
&& give me thirty pills,
Then pressure me with every point,
Until you make me ill.
So here's a a gift, my broken heart,
The one thing you can't kill,
With every breath I love you less,
So fire at your will.
Just aim your bullet at my heart,
You're never know to miss,
That gash you give with every touch,
&& poison in your kiss.
You won't turn me like other girls,
Them artists with a twist,
Where the paint brush is a kitchen knife,
&& canvas is their wrists.
So here's a fact, go note it down,
I'm stronger than before,
The bruises, cuts && scars have healed,
I'm not receiving anymore.
My eyes once more they cry again,
As I threw you out my door,
Reliving shattered memories,
Of you throwing me to the floor.
So forgive me for hypocrisy,
But breaking hearts is cool,
&& I hope you've learned your lesson,
In realization that you're cruel.
The possibility of this event,
Was one you've over ruled,
&& in completion of my aim,
You look like the fool.
For now I'm praying that you'll drown,
In every tear you cry,
But even with a broken heart,
I hope you choke and die.
Whilst you're at it, cut yourself,
For all the times you've lied,
So here you are; I wish you death,
I won't apologies.