A Note To Self

I Vow To Purge You Both Of Your Warmest Thoughts

And Strike You Down With This Hateful Gaze

With These Words I Wish You The Worst

With These Words I Promise Poison

Beware This Bitter Breath

For It Brings Arsenic

Beware This Artic Stare

For It Will Pierce You Like Icicles

This Is As Happy As I'll Ever Be

Cold And Comfortable In These Sour Times

What Do You Expect

What Do You Want From Me

This Bitten Lip Can Draw No More Blood From Me

These Carved Smiles Can Heal So Quickly

It's Time To Slice Her Heart From Your Sleeve

I Desire Destruction

When Will It Collapse