Anaesthetic Mourning YogHurt

This toxic relationship is starting to make me sick
This anaesthetic won’t sedate me, not one bit
This urine flavoured yogHurt’s starting to get thick
I’m driven under, can’t help but milk it

She used to be the girl love would think about
No matter how much she made love scream and shout
Thy hearts master, wouldn’t have had it any other way
Until the day her inner w***e came out to play

You're not the girl that I fell in love with
A mockery, a fake, you're just a little b***h
The bleeding carcass of love screams back at you
Love gives birth to hatred, as vitriol pushes through

You cannot sedate those little things that you hate
They tear you apart until suicide you contemplate
To mourn the past, (then) move on is the way to live
Learn, forget, but never will I forgive

To Be Continued...

Reviews

[Aenigmakil]

Thank you =)
This is one of the ones I wrote to be more straight foward and less ambiguous actually. Usually I like to write with more ambiguity and room to give your own interpretations, but for this one I thought it worked better being straight forward. But I also wrote this one after writing the guitar riffs for it, so it came out differently to other things I write without music in mind =)

[Kim]

Wow so powerful and straight forward with the emotions.
So nicely written and love the rhymatic rhythm. Excellent!