the bottle up feelings

I try to love you
yes i do.
Im gone for a while
but when i get back you walk on me like floor tile.
I can't take the pain and torment
what is this suffering you sent?
I bottle up every feeling
showing no emotion of what im bringing.
The words should i love you or should i hate you
my heart saying one thing but my hatred tells me what to do.
But like i said
I could end this with a bullet through my head.
Ive taken so much pain, i hate it
damn people who made me feel like shit.
cut my wrist,stab my hand,snap my neck,rip my heart
so many things that can tear my world apart.
one thing will always be the same
that people always use me as their claim.
watching my blood pour out of me
this is what my life was meant to be.
slow and painful
so with that said, i am greatful.

by shadow
posted on 08/03/2007