WickedKross

Hatred spirals out of my chest it rings through my body shaking my entire core until I can't take it anymore It shows up on my face so hard to erase Even if I do it leaves behind a small trace Even if I do I fall right back into its trap Yet I can't myself from wanting I can't help that my hands loves the way she feels or the way my ears love to her her voice Sadly I feel like I have no choice but to embrace her even though she makes me want to strangle her Its utter chaos, its screaming out hate the next moment its whispering sweet words the chaotic irony of love starts to burn I feel like I'm walking into a path of thorns I'm entangled