Sticks

Love is the evil that’s

born from my sins

Nights like this are the worst

I can’t tell what I’m craving for

Is it you

Or is it the feeling that I get

My heart rushes and skips a beat

I can’t believe I’m at your door

I hope you don’t answer

I want to be drenched in your smell,

your big arms, and hungry eyes

I love this feeling

Nothing matters

You don’t matter

Why won’t you open up?

Was I wrong to love?

Is it love?

I love that I hate you

I can’t look at you in the eyes anymore

Just seeing you makes me nauseous

When I think of you

I think of slugs,

empting and devouring a husk of decay

You took me down

I love you that the only way

Is to hate you

Just die already