Deep Hate

Everything I have held close
Is taken away every day
Stolen by a change in loyalty
All my fault, of course

I am criticised, tormented, ignored
Once a friend but not anymore
Stolen by a twist in my heart
My fault, but why
Would I twist my own heart?

Because I want it to bleed
And wash out my mind in my blood
Then maybe I would be freed
From the change in my mind, if
My blood was pure

I’ve never found such a deep hate
In this heart and its killing my
Killing me to see that my company
Was a waste of time- so replaceable

Replaceable because when I find
A shred of sanity in my mind
I wonder why I’m the one here
How many people what to break me?

Shattered like broken china
Anybody close hurts me and
Gets along fine and
Leaves me where I stand

Tell me it’s my fault
Why not douse me in salt
And leave my open wound
Stinging with the rest of my mind
Because you know I’ll be glad of it

I’m sorry ok, if that’s what you want
I’m sorry I was ever close
Always the one demanding the most
And not listening that once time

If I knew the trouble I’d cause
By only saying my feelings
I should have left it to poetry
But now that’s in my face too

Say that you know how it feels to be broken
But maybe you’re the one doing the breaking
Don’t even think, I’m imperfect, not you
Why can’t you see me and think

She’s human, just like me