Sometimes I need to get angry.

Sometimes I need to feel the fire

flames licking and burning my skin

kisses like bruises and ash against my scars

I need to feel it come alive inside me

let it consume me

Until I can feel the breath trapped in my lungs

until I can feel the harsh snap of my jaw as I shut up again.

I deserve this. 

I deserve for you to know that I won't forgive and forget

What You did to me

I don't want to hear your pathetic fucking excuses.

I Hate You