Really? Is this the end?
All the happiness I felt, is it over now in a single moment of youth?
A moment that is but a speck on the eyelash of fate. A single drunken night that didn't even end in the arms of the one I can no longer love.
Don't think you're the only one that hurts, beneath that shell there was pain and sorrow.
And after all was said and done, the wounds scabbing over to face a new day..
You drow another dagger in my heart, words darker than the depths had ever reached before shredding my self confidence to ribbons.
Yes you did this. You caused this.
The rage builds up inside. How dare you How f*cking dare you.
I want to think its only words, just like these words I now type are.
a media to express that which I do not dare say face to face for fear of tones ripping us in twain.
Let's hope you aren't a hypocrite, using this canvas for your own venting while I can't express my own moments of wrathful weakness.
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