Breaking Dawn

I hate you with a passion.

The hate burns inside me

like the sins of a thounsand men.

I wear the look on my face like its high fashion.

I write it all down on paper

with my favorite green pen.

I wanted to cry repeatedly,

again and again.

Until i realized

what a waste of time it would have been.

I'd rather down

a giant bottle of gin.

ill be fine

im movin on.

Cause when one door closes

A Better one opens,

Breaking dawn

Waitin for that door open up ..

& when it does

ill be gone. </3