Withholding Hate
You,
Your life in mine, all of my hate
The anguish
I'm sick.
Thoughts, full of compulsive wished,
I wish you weren't here.
You're dead in my head,
My life and my soul
Here as I sit feeling this pity,
Pity against your life and mind
You're no one to me.
Full of anger in my sight
Nothing but a fly in my eyes,
A bother
I'm sitting here withholding this hate.
I pity you.
