Still Hating You

My blood pours out again
and the scars grow deeper still
scars not cut with a blade
but your words, enough to kill.
your hate, it cuts me open again
this pain I can't control
I've grown weary from your violence
scars wrought deep into my soul
tears of blood flow from my eyes
every night we've fought
I'm so sick of what you've done
the torture that you've brought
why can't you hear the tormented calls
coming from me, who else?
but every time I try to talk
you wave it off as false
how can i still be mad at you?
100 miles away?
epic waves of sorrow
brought back, day after day
crying alone doesn't matter to you
but for me it seems like hours
everytime you've yelled at me
I've fallen back and cowered
why does it bother me, time after time,
knowing that it won't end
but after I've cried my acid tears,
we come back and play pretend
little dolls, left with you
as the pupetteer
you're controlling my every word
who I am seems so unclear
whether or not you like it
my writings are all through
and this is how it all will end,
with me, still hating, you.
 
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