Certain days...

Certain days like this
i feel pain, i feel empty
i am lost
sometimes i don't know the cause of my sorrow
other times i can't help but
admit to myself the exact source
even though i don't want to

i hate how everything reminds me of him
i hate how i can't get him out of my head
i hate how i could be mad and angry at him
and then totally missing him at the same time
i hate him, but yet i cry because of him

it's sad but i do even though i don't want to
i want him out of my life
but his shadow keeps knocking at my door
his eyes haunt me in my dreams
his words are scribbled all across the wall of my heart
and his voice, gosh his voice
always there in my head

certain days like this
i hate him
certain days like this
i wish i never gave him a chance