Rant to the clouds

I don’t think

That you understand

How much I’d give up 

For you.

I’d set myself on fire

In the depths of hell

And watch the demons

Carry me

Out into

Acid rain

If that meant I could hear your laugh.

I’d live out on the streets,

Figures draining the life from me,

In the everlasting cold,

If that meant I could hold your hand.

I’d ruin

All the people

That has hurt you

And serve

A million lifetimes

In the harshest prison,

If that meant I could kiss you goodbye.

Honestly,

If you stayed up

Just one minute later

To fight with me

About who hangs up first,

I could walk on the sun

And burn its surface.

I could do so much

And I would do so much

If you’d trust me 

To carry you

To safety

With the arms

That has no more energy.

I would give my life

If that meant

You could live another day.

Just take my hands

And hold them,

Because together 

We

Can burn

The sun’s surface

With love

And lust

That can change someone’s world

In a single second.

I can’t deny

That I 

Would die

Without 

You.

Do you realize

That

When you

Were on the brink

Of being

Non-existant

That I

Wanted to join you?

I wanted us

To leave this planet

Together?

I wanted no more

To do

With this

Feeble

Useless

Phobic

World.

I was just ready for the first train 

That had you

In the passenger seat.

Not anymore,

Though.

You realize

That the people

Who created me

Assumed 

That I did this

Because I couldn’t get

A material item.

I’m sorry?

Did I hear that right?

Yep.

A material

Possession.

Don’t make me laugh

While 

I’m crying.

YOU

Caused this

By restricting

The love

That is so clearly

There.

I’m not sure

If you think I’m 

Not safe

With her,

But I would do anything

For her.

If that is your definition 

Of unsafe,

Then you don’t know me

At all. 

Maybe,

If you looked closer

At the problem,

You’d find

Familiar 

Footsteps

That you took.

Funny.

If you paid attention

And stopped being a stuck up

Useless

No good

Arrogant

Selfish

Little child,

Then you could have realized

That you

Were the problem

All along.

This wouldn’t have happened

If you had accepted me

For my colors

And encouraged

Instead of forced

And abused.
I’ll tell you now

Because I won’t be able to later.

I

Hate 

You,

I

Hate

You,

I

Hate

You,

I

Hate

You,

I

Hate

You,

I

Hate

You,

And 

I 

Love

Her.