My Bulimic Heart

Puking up what you fed me
Thought the emotion of hate
You called it love
But the dead cant have that feeling!
My bulimic heart spat it back in your face
And it was my tears I drank
When you tried to serve me my blood for wine
Just look at the dead try to live
And live with the dead, so you can feel
Is your bulimic heart screaming?!!
Are your bones white as the stones of their graves?!!
Stick your fingers in my heart and make me bleed
My bulimic heart died!!
Because it pukes up everything it eats