I Loath You

Thu, 10/03/2013 - 18:11 -- lexmcq

The hate pours from me like I'm made of water,

only ment to quench my own thirst,

I hat myself,

No matter what I say,

No matter what I do,

I can't ever seem to be enough for you,

You meaning me,

I'm not good enough for me,

That friendship that didn't last?

That was me,

That favorite cup that broke,

That was me,

That love that was lost and never redemmed,

That was me too,

I can't stand being alive,

Yet I don't have the courage to end the pointless waste of space that is me,

Its all my fault that Daddy wasn't there to protect you when that man decided he wanted to more than to touch you,

Its might fault that depression hurts,

And it will be my fault when it takes over and finally cinsumes me until theres nothing left.


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