• I can feel you in my sleep.
    Clawing your way through my mind.
    Digging deeper, ripping me apart.
    It makes me sick.
    I am purging to cleanse myself of you...
    It doesn't work.
    I still sense you here.
    Where everyone else claims love is stored.
    But all that I feel there, in my heart,
    Is anger and rage.
    Hatred towards you.
    You are the reason for my pain and misery.
    The cause of my anguish and sorrow.
    This may be what you wanted.
    But I cannot let you win.
    So I put on my fake smiles,
    And I laugh and pretend to be happy.
    Especially when you're around.
    Because letting you know that you won,
    That you made me feel worthless and dead,
    That is my fear.
    That is the reason I carry on.
    I will not let you succeed.
    Hurting in secret is all that can happen.
    Anything else is unacceptable.