This hate that you gave me
It boils my heart
Can't trust your words
So I'll trust the dark
It happens often
When I picture your face
I can't help but feel
An incredible amount of hate
I can't control it
This hate and this rage
It wants to be released
It's sick of being caged
How could you
I can't fucking believe it
You made me give you my heart
Just so you could squeeze it
So you could squeeze out the life
And make me wish for death
You've seen my scars
But did you even fucking care
Were those tears even real
Do you even care about my pain
Or are you laughing
And still playing this stupid game
I know
I've done my deed
Every time I think about your pain
I can't help but bleed
Was it for revenge
I thought you forgave me
You were suppose to be my angel
But in the end you didn't save me
I'm sorry
I'm sorry I made you cry
Every fucking day
I just wish I could die
I cut
I cut for you
Believe me when I say
That your pain hurts me too
I was an idiot
Now I feel stupid
I didn't want to believe you would hurt me
But a part of me knew it
I kept having that feeling
But I always pushed it away
I'm having the same feeling
And it seems to want to stay
I hate you so much
Because I love you so much
Maybe one of these days
I can give you my trust
YOU ARE READING
Diary of the scarred
PoetryOkay. I tried to do a normal poem. (Well at least what what I think a normal poem is.) Now I'm doing this shit my way. If its not what people would call a poem...then fuck' em. I wanna vent and this seems the best way for me. So...yeah. Enjoy.