Lies
That Make Me Bleed
By Ian Stevens
Don't
you see the hate in my eyes?
They're
all corrupt to the core.
Many
of the tears that I cry
are
from anger and nothing more.
I'm
so sick of all your lies;
I'm
trapped in this dark pit.
Now
I just want you to die
you
fucking piece of shit!
Do
you find it funny
that
whenever I scream or yell
no
one hears my pleadings
to
help me from this hell?
Do
you find some beauty
in
watching my heart bleed?
I
cut my arm from memories
of
your insatiable greed.
Though
I feel emotional pain
my
blade creates physical too;
it
cuts my skin and pierces veins
yet
its better than thinking of you.
As
I watch myself bleed and bleed
I
can only temporarily forget
these
damn memories haunting my dreams
as
it finally abolishes ignorance.
I
used to think I did something wrong,
that
I didn't do what I should have done
but
really the truth was there all along;
the
deep hatred was the feeling that won.
It
took a while but now I see
this
love was never true.
You
destroyed my very being
and
all I have to say is FUCK YOU!