this is a little something i wrote. did some jargoning here and there. it's quite a tragical poem i guess. like some wonderful love gone wrong, really wrong.
angry poems, violent monikers.
that's all that is left of me.
your supposedly love for me,
left me in a wreck.
spiteful nicknames, dejected verses
was all i could manage.
i was callous and jaded.
my cheerful facade stayed strong.
you were always there
but always full of hatred for me.
what went wrong, i questioned myself.
the paradoxicalness was more than i could handle.
i was caked with misery
and i developed this abhorrence for you.
you're oblivious to what you've been doing to me.
like it? i just.. felt like writing something angry and sad. i think i'm beginning to be morbid or something. psychologically unstable. oh dear i'm weird. have been lethargic for the entire week. i'm dying for some slumber. i mean proper sleep. like really soundly and i don't need to hear my maid calling my name or poking my leg to wake me up. i want to glue my eyelids to my.. erm eyebags. so i can't open my poor worn-out eyes. okay, maybe this is why i'm being all ghoulish and talking funny. yeah over exhausted. yeap i bet that's the problem. so i shall sleep really really early tonight. so i can stop frightening myself and maybe you all. ah fucking shit, i'm going to sleep. fuck it, i'm so fucken tired i can't open my fucking eyes. this is fucked up beyond resuscitation. (FUBR, it's my new term for shitty stuff which are so shitty i can only say it's fucked. lol.)
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