I bite his neck
and watch him bleed...

Storming, raging turbulent feelings
anger at the past...

I am sorry to say
this is my last letter...

I liked you
but you didn't care...

There is a time for laughter
and a time for sorrow...

This sorrow sits deep inside
with defeat and fears...

A poem is so insufficient for all the feelings I...
I tell him that I love him, I tell him its for...

No one to hold me
no one to care...

From the depths of my soul
to the blackest pits of hell...

Regret courses through me
for the things I've done...

Its your fight,
so leave us out of it...

So i messed up
what can i say...