Holes

Holes are everywhere...
Doors,
Walls,
Hearts,
Stomaches,
Chests,
Foreheads,
Eyes,
The ground...
The list goes on and on.
Holes are in MY door and MY walls.
From you and from my,
I will admit.
They are caused from me trying to find another way to cope with all of your bullshit.
They are also caused by you kickingin my door as you come at me every night because I AM the reason you drink...
There is a hole in MY heart where you used to be...
But you don't deserve my heart.
You already have MY childhood,
MY innocents,
MY mind even...
There is a hole in MY stomach because I can't eat something so small as a crumb without you calling me a fat, ugly, whore...
There is a hole in MY chest where you couldn't stand to see me happy,
So you tore out MY heart,
Ate it,
And drank my blood for disert...
HOWEVER!
There is a hole in YOUR forehead where I had to stand up aginst you and kill you in the process.
There are holes in YOUR eyes where I gouged them out and kept them for suveniers.
And now there is a hole in The Ground where all of my worries are burried...
So finally,
I can live my life
WITHOUT YOUR SHIT!