You made me loving,
You made me caring,
You made me happy.
But all good things must end
Especially when you tore my heart out,
And you shred and shred.
You left me with a hole in my my chest.
Laying there, like a big empty shell.
It hurts so bad, I might as well be in hell.
As time pass by
My shell begans to fill, slowly but surely
But I become more hateful, violent,
You left me the urge to slaughter every one in the room(though i resist)
This is all because of you.
I loved you,
You fill my world with love,
But you destroyed that.
I hate you.
Now I want the world to suffer,
Throw them to the wolves,
And join them as they tear their flesh apart
I WANT TO YELL
I WANT TO KILL
I WANT YOU GONE
Is that wrong?
(this is just releiving stress in my body)