Depleted

It was easier when I was angry

When I was filled with hate

When I wanted nothing more

Than your head on a plate

It’s harder now I’m ‘better’

As the bitterness subsides

For all I have been left with

Is this hollowness inside

A Done Deal

Do you really hate me

He said

So much that you’d freeze me out

You’ll never see me again

She said

Of that there is no doubt

Expired

If you no longer love each other

Then what’s the fucking point

Just staying together to destroy each other

Noses permanently out of joint

Why not just call it quits

As it’s clear neither of you tries

That has to be better than being miserable

Until one of the two of you dies

Congruent

If I was ever anything

It certainly wasn’t fake

So if you think that’s true

After all I went through

Then that’s your mistake

Fraudulent

Love me a little

Hate me a lot

At least I’m not the one

Who thinks they won

Pretending to be someone they’re not

Magnets

What
holds us
together

Is a
deep
connection

That
need
never

Be
in
question

But
whether
or not

It’s
love
or hate

Is very
much
still

Up
for
debate

Wise Words

Keep
hold
of
those
who
love
you

And
fuck
the
ones
that
don’t

They’ll
be the
ones
who
burn
in
hell

And
you’ll
be the
one
that
won’t

Sundays

I
hate
Sunday
evenings

I
despise
them
with
a passion

There’s
nothing
good
about
them

No
positive
distraction

From the
fact that
tomorrow
starts
another
week

And we’re
no longer
dancing
cheek
to cheek

Push And Pull

Love me
or
loathe me
you’ll
never
escape me
so why
would you
even try?

Kiss me
or
kill me
you’ll
always
want me
so there’s
no use
in saying
goodbye.

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