Hatred Swirls Like A Broken Bike

Hatred swirls like a broken bike
Spinning round the beating heart
As it screams in anguish
Turning black and green
In the florescent buzzing light
　Sleep feels the head like an old friend
Clothes hold tight in an un-feeling hug
Surrounded by friends but
Loneliness sits in the corner and rocks
Shrieking your bastard name　The night used to be a friend
But now he jeers and hurts
Tears fall like a waterfall non-stop
Dripping like a faulty tap
The broken clock ticks out of time　A hand grabs at the very core
Squeezing it under its crushing grip
Stretching and pulling
Ripping it from its holds to throw
It into the blazing light of the world　“I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!”
The silent sounds echo through the night
Hope hides under the bed
It was entirely his fault.
Reminiscing about things you said　Is it too much to ask for love?
Is it too much not to be hurt?
Making a silent promise in the night
To never speak another word
And so this is goodbye.
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Angsty depressed mood needed angsty depressed poem. One of my favorites i've written.

Alice~