A splatter of red corrodes the ground in a grungy, unfitting way,
It’s daring me, daring me to find the right words to say
To you who has torn my soul from the seams to the end,
So that maybe one day, my heart will begin to mend.
I’m bitter, resentful, and all around hating you,
A demon inside my soul that just grew and grew,
I dare not to cry, dare not to bring you out,
I’m tired of hearing those lies that you spout and spout.
I’m searching for that brighter day, but I’ve yet to see a sign
That one day my soul will be mine and only mine,
My self-control is weak and it won’t hold back the tears,
Your torment is spinning and spinning around those gears,
I hate the way I’m feeling, but I don’t see any other choice,
Your hatred is pulling down, pulling down my voice.
I’m hoping to find a cure, a remedy to my hate,
I’m hoping for some help from some greater fate.
My hopes will die in vain as they always have and do,
But that really won’t change my feelings towards you.