Sick of You

Sick of the games
Sick of the lies
Sick of the pure intentions you hide behind

Sick of your ways
Sick of your games

I am just plain sick of you.

Never a love have i found as beautiful as this one, yet you come along with your twisted desires. for no reason at all you took him away, stole my love, shattered our dreams.

Time and fucking time again we show you just how committed, just how willing to ignore you we are. But you twist and threaten more, forcing my love to do what you say.

At a certain point you need to stop.

Just. Fucking. STOP.

You will NOT win, this i promise you now.

Haunting my dreams with your taunting and mean ways, a sure sign of too far. When i am cursed with the sleepy vision of your mockery, your lies, you in a glorified satanic way, how would you explain that.

Asking him constantly, where his new girlfriend is, knowing damn well his mind is stuck on me. Asking him why he hasnt moved on, knowing damn well he became depressed to the point of eliminating his own existence because of YOU forbidding me.

Open your fucking eyes and see that i have more of your son than you ever imagined. Ask him how much he has changed because of me. Ask him how he FEELS about changing.

You will be fucking shocked.

Look at how far he almost went because he lost me. Do you not see?? Do you refuse to see with your hate filled eyes at the joy i bring your son?

Speaking of.

Open your goddamn eyes!! FUCKING LOOK! HE HATES YOU

He hates you for so many reasons. He even told me.