You make hurting so much fun to me now
I bet you love it more than you let on
Releasing all that anger, all the stress
wrapping your hands around my throat
squeezing until your knuckles turn white
pushing the air back down into my lungs
making my face turn red and then pale
taking the life right out of me
you laugh when I gasp for that last breath
I can never get that last fucking breath
it tries to come out but you won't allow it
and then we're both on my bed
having sex fueled by rage and frustration
from all the teasing you've done
to all the bad things I've said
you're arching your back
and my face is dripping with sweat
your anger transfers through to me
running through my veins, shocking
so we're done, and I'm having a cigarette
you hate when I smoke
so take it away from me
and burn out my eyes.

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How cliche is it that you mean everything to me?
and how cliche is it that I want you to see?
How many people have said that before?
too many to count that's for damn sure.

When you sleep do you dream about me?
know right next to you is where I should be?
I have the feeling you are getting too close
I push you so hard and so far that it shows.

I don't want to hurt you or make you feel bad
you've heard that before and still ended up sad
well I'm quite sincere and I want to be clear this time
If you fall I will catch you I'll hold you, you're mine.

you smile when you kiss me I feel your lips curve
and when you grab my jaw to make sure you're heard
when our noses touch you giggle, it's cute
baby I love every single thing about you

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Well when this all goes down the drain
I'll remember you were one WONDERFUL WASTE OF MY TIME.
and when you're the one filled with pain
Just think about me and remember THAT I AM JUST FINE.

dont fucking look at me
I DONT WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE
dont fucking speak to me
YOUR SYMPATHY IS SO MISPLACED
dont for a second think I'm not alright...IM DOING GREAT
and dont for a second think that you put me
IN MY FUCKING PLACE

All I want for my birthday is a gun and one bullet
put it to your head cock it and pull it

because I know that once upon a time you'd be screaming
these same fucking words
and now that its over....
DONT EVER THINK I WAS HURT

all i want for my birthday is to forget you exist
you'd look cute in black and blue
cus youre a mother fucking
BITCH

all I want for my birthday is
YOUR HEAD TO THE GROUND.

You asked me, "did I win?"


I lost that glow I had in my eyes
maybe a few weeks ago
and my heart is still beating
but its going very slow

I can't seem to push my breath
up and out through my lungs
I sit in a corner drinking alone
that's what I do for fun

notice how my eyes are bloodshot
and my voice is raspy too
because I've been such a wreck
but no its not because of you

dont flatter yourself in thinking
that you finally got to me
or had me learn my lesson
you only set me free

so I hope you forgot about me
or atleast found someone new
but I really did love you
you were one of the few

it just doesnt feel right anymore
so when all is said and done
im saying goodbye to you now
so yeah I guess you won

I will die in the grass
in the morning in the east
in the eye of the storm
away from home in the hills
where my soul will be lifted
and all that binds me to this world
will vanish into the air

I'll be writing as I go
revising another hopeless
survey of my life
I will die of nothing
that I did but
what I did not do

I promised myself a better self
than I could make and I won't
forgive myself for that mistake

you will be there complaining
that I never saved you, that I left you
where you are, stranded
in your own dream world

When you come for me
all that is there now
will be my eulogy
I will die among demons
and I will not suffer

But many will
I will leave them
a mess, torn apart
in puddles of their own blood
flesh mangled in my teeth
I will go out silent
but you will go out screaming

And my mother will say
Damn, he killed his way out after all

The war in my mind is waging
And no one is winning
And everyone is dying

It’s all just too confusing.
No one can tell the sides apart
So brothers kill brothers
Just as often as they kill anyone else.

No one understands what they are fighting for
But it no longer matters
Because the fight is fierce.
And no one can stop it
Because they are in too deep.
And now they are just blindly flinging themselves
In whatever direction they think might be right,
So in circles they run

No one knows what they are supposed to be doing
And so nothing can ever be accomplished.
Except to kill the one who is in front of you
Even if one doesn’t really want to kill
It has now become the reflex
And it’s too hard to stop
For you are parched,
And aching,
And weak.

The blood spills down
from the skin to the ground.
As the clouds begin to clear

An eye for an eye a soul for soul
My mind is all I fear.