Kill Me

You let me make a fool of myself, when I said I loved you, you repeated those words to my best friend. I'd rather shove a knife through my neck, place a needle in my veins, because those words that had once made my heart beat faster, now stops my heart dead cold. My warm sticky blood covering all aspects of the love I felt, the scars on my arm will bleed forever more. Because in all actuality, I may have loved you once, but I'll hate you forever more. Till my blood pours no more.