Wednesday, August 17, 2005

F*ck you love

Why? Why does it always end up like this? Me. Alone. Darkness. Depression. Just when I thought I was getting better, it tumbles back down once again. Why? Why does is hurt just as much as it did before? Why does my heart ache everytime you* don't say a simple "Hi"? Why do i feel terrible everytime I spend a day without talking to you*? Why has it come to this when it started out like a dream? All good things come to an end. But why so soon??

I know why... This is all your fault! Yes I'm talking to you! There! Standing in the back of my heart. Love! Why have you done this to me again? Haven't you hurt me just about enough? When I was 4. Remember that? When I was 12? Last year? This year!? What is this damn grudge you have against me? Haven't you spilled enough of my blood by now? Everytime, it begins with a gentle touch, a little promise maybe even a hug. But it all ends up the same. Your dagger through my heart. Why do you torture me so, Love? Am I going to have to eliminate you totally from my life before this ends? Everytime I take your hand, you twist me and you bend me like a twig in between your fingers. Is this how you treat me when you are supposed to be one of Life's most beautiful things? I've had enough of you! Why can't you support me like faith and hope do? You're like a lethal drug. It seems good at first but then you die. Is death the price i have to pay for you to stop this? No...I'm not going to let something that you created drive me to death. Do you know how much pain you've put me through? Why? Why did you make me do this? I'm up to here with your false hopes! You know what? Forget you! Until you stop being a pain in the chest, you can piss off from my hall of emotions. Go now! I know you'll be back and I know we'll have this conversation once more. I know I'll take your hand again and dance a treacherous dance with you. But until then, I hope you can see this finger of mine in the air. No it's not the head of a dove, it simply means F*ck you Love.


-Kyle

To my peeps i still love you guys. But not in that way. -Shudders. That department is handled by Friendship. Heh. Take care.

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