the longest period of hell i've ever experienced.
it pains me,
that you've tried to magically re-appear in my life
all to no avail
'cuz i don't want you.
i want you.
i want you gone and dead.
it's too late now,
for guilt trips and apologies.
i would rather drown
then see your face in the crowd.
those words you said to me;
the passion behind it were all lies.
how could i fall for...
i really shouldn't wear my heart on my sleeve.
it's time i strengthen my armor.
i've barely eaten since.
my insomnia's gotten worse.
it's not enough for my taste,
when you suffer and struggle at night
'cuz you know i do.
you're a crisis i just can't kill away.
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