Feelings get stronger.
I push them away.
I don't want them here,
And it's too hard to stay.

But it's too horrible now
To want to speak again.
This thing that she's started
Is her own sadistic trend.

Where I'm at now,
I feel rather lost.
I'd be better off
Walking around in the dark.

I don't know what to do
And I don't know how to do it.
What I was building up
Has been more than ruined.

And if she doesn't stop,
Then neither will I.
I'll keep going and going.
I'll sleep till I die.

xx