The anger, the lies, the screaming and slamming of doors.
My heart feels like driftwood...hollowed out and washed ashore.
I just can't take this anymore!
I can't sleep at night.
I want you out of my sight.
Do I make myself clear?
I'm about to lose control I fear.
I've had it up to here!
The end is near!
I refuse to shed another tear,
or drown my sorrows in a beer.
I hate you too!
It's over now!
Yes it's true!
Tell your friends!
Tell your lies!
There was never any comprimise.
Take the rings.
Take the couch.
Take the chairs.
The washer and dryer make a pair.
Take the bed.
Take the dresser.
Take it all I just don't care,
but leave my dog, it's only fair.
Don't relay messages through your friends.
I never want to see or hear from you again.
Finally...This is where the nihilism comes to an end!
© Copyright 2004 Justin R Scoggins
17 June 2003.
Jonathon Earl Bowser.
Used with permission.
© Lil Kitty, 2001-2003.