My Dark Friend-A Book Of Poems

The Direction We Are Going

She's a liar

Hate me more

She's a cheater

Dead on the floor

I hate me

And she'll never tell

Where are we going?

Straight to hell

She wants to talk

The excuses she spews

Next to all the hate she chews

This is a great,

Downward spiral

The more I hate,

The bigger the trial

This is so pointless

Will she confess,

One day she hates,

The next maybe less

This everyday repetition,

I can't.