Thorns

I don’t know how to describe it.

An everlasting tired
Seeps through my veins
My heart aches
My bones weary
The knives in my back
Twist with every step
Blood pours
Till efforts run dry
You played the victim
Told me I was to blame
You showed me I was nothing
You never thought I was anything more
Just mere thorn amongst a gorgeous rose
I want you to hurt
To drop to your knees
Feel your heart pound inside your chest
I want you to see
What you did to me
To bleed yourself dry
For you to fade into a hellish existence
I want your mind to scar
The way you cut mine
For you to hate yourself
With fierce vengeance
I wish I could say
That I don’t wish for this
That I hope you are fine
And have a good life
But I’m filled with rage
And empty thoughts
My hurt is to much
A scenario I play
Over and over
Do you ever think of me?
And how you fucked me up.
Because I think of you
And how I want you to suffer.