Loves To Hate.

Burn all your bridges down
Try not to make a sound,
We don’t want any body stopping you.

Try not to sob so loud
Just because it’s not aloud,
No body’s here for you.

So when you decide to drown,
On washed up shore you’re found.
Your cries are still an echo,
You’re on your way, so just let go.

In his mind your voice will pound,
Fooled to think you’re bound.
Keeping you together is that one last stich.
And he still thinks you’re that stupid bitch.

XXXX Vickee