the bed you made me sleep in

no love
no words
no care
no heart
no try
no thought
no time
no reply
no reason why
no hello
no goodbye

all i got was
your cold shoulder
your dead eyes
and your hate
directed indirectly at me

and there’s no reason
i deserve
your abuse
or your stupid excuse
for why it’s okay for you
to do the things that you do
i would hate to be you
you are blind
your deception of mind
was the abuse given to you
that you now give back to the world

Or at least to me

you don’t treat me good
you don’t treat love like you should
the good in you has died
And all you got now

Is evil inside


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