My Dark Mind

I am not usually a violent person,
But my heart has been broken one too many times,
I think of him everyday
The bastard that took my love away.

I think of the things i could do,
The unspeakable things i know he would not live through,
What has he got that I have not?
Thinking of him makes my blood clot!

I would grant him the gift of death,
Because he striped me the gift of love,
Contently i say "die" under my breath,
FUCK! my minds a mess. i've had enough.

10 months and my heart just wont mend,
And the scars from the blades just are not enough,
I want him to feel my pain,
After all this what else do i have to gain?

I have no family or no friends,
I'm alone in this world,
With only these words to keep me company,
So i let the words fly and keep them to sooth me.

I wish i could show her what she is missing

But then i realize i am only me.