Thursday, August 7, 2008


I hate me,
I hate myself.
I hate what I've done.
I hate how I've treated.

I hate how I've been treated.
I hate how I've hurt others.
How little I've listened.
I hate how little I've loved.

I've never cared.
I never cry anymore.
The people that loved I've pushed away.
I'd like to break these chains that tie me.

My heart bleeds,
As my heart beats on empty.
I must be dead my heart must be.