The Agony

She wanted me to be honest, told me to fuck off yet I'm still doing what she promised, heart rate fell never thought it would be the hardest. Everyday I'm still thinking bout it constant, tears in my eyes never realized when they started, went to bed later on and was thinking what happened between us was God-willed or coincidental. I keep on thinking what we had was something kind of special, yet you look at me like I'm mental, you ask me why I act like a fucking rebel. I talk to you once and you say I'm disrespectful damn this shit is so stressful, might as well go suicidal. Fuck the bible, that's my fucking rival, fuck God; fuck love, fuck the devil, why must I be so fucking spiteful when I'm trying to be reprisal.