Twisted Beginning.

Hate me for breathing
Hate my heart for bleeding
Hate me for believing
Hate the thought that you could love me

A mended heart .
once, ripped apart
No longer left in the dark-
-ness-
On my own
loving you: a weakness i'll never show

A drunken rage
fills the page
and another page
of the thoughts lies and pain
never to the streets broadcast : main
-stream America..

It takes your love to live
everything i have i'll give
no longer broken and inconsiderate

without you by my side
my heart, or what's left shall die
my love for you
is no lie.
I
love.
You...