| to hear another woman's giggles
in our secret hiding place
and words meant only for me
my breath catches in my mouth
contemplating on what to do next
and when I look at you
my eyes like tunnels
blackened with hate
for this heart has lost its spark
but instead found fire
spitting blood into an old slurpee cup
your front teeth displayed for all to see
on your mistress and her husband's lawn
you're a sobbing mess of a boy
honestly, I want to wish you dead
they say hate is such a strong word
but I hate you,I hate you,
I hate you a million times over
what you did will not be forgiven
because I don't even want to hear it
I can't bare to hear it
so when you look at me from the hospital bed
with your pathetic little blue china eyes
don't expect me to act as your faithful companion any longer
because I will not compete for a corrupted man's affection
with a yellow-haired woman with a synched waist
because the spark is gone, you see
and only the fire remains. | 
