Let You Go

The only way for me to let you go is to hate you. 

To see every word you speak 

As a sword driven purposefully through my chest; 

Each deliberate encounter 

An opportunity to laugh at my misfortune 

As you taunt me with your presence and pretty little lies, 

Simple reminders that I am a merely a lesson in what not to do. 

I despise you for all that you pretend to be, 

That beautiful man in the mirror 

Nothing more than a broken, disfigured soul 

Hidden carefully beneath an ego painstakingly crafted by these hands, 

Those of which still bear the scars of their labor. 

I fell for you, 

Blinded by a feeling that I knew would eventually haunt me 

And here I am, 

Desperately trying to extinguish a fire 

That was never meant to ignite.-