made me watch you cross the
room.
The darkness muscled in
my heart was set with gloom.
I knew what you were doing,
it's what I waited to see,
I hear the usual noises,
and then I count to three.
I plunge my head under my
duvet, I wrap my pillow round
my head. I try to drown myself
and get swallowed by my bed.
It doesn't work. I still hear you,
so I run to the bathroom, with
tears running down my face.
It hurts me.
It hurts when you lie to me,
it hurts when you don't care,
I feel left out, and like
I shouldn't be there.
I try and think of reasons that
its all OK. But my mind freezes
and squeezes everything out. Only one
thought is left. I hate you.