Hello my love.
I've checked in for my yearly fukk off.
I still pray to the Lord above, that
your heart of stone would go soft.

Summon up your hatred for your own
created enemy.
Numbness from the self inflicted pain
you cause and blame on me.
You sound just like the source of what's
become my regret.
I only tried to help her and yet this
is what I get.

You justify your angst, because of
endless confusion.
You're acting insane from an aimless
dillusion.
I'm trying to break the chain of self
loathing and abuse.
Can't scrub out the stain of hurtful
words that you use.

How dare you put...