I never received any compliments.
For anything I did. Or anything I am.
But you are so strong..
Now I can not see at all and I can not forget.
The needles prick my heart.
I never was The One. I kill in black despair.
I have been so week.
I can not take it, can not hold on much longer.
I hate all of your friends. And all of your fans.
My vertiginous mind and
All the parts of me that lived inside.
I am drowning in my own black despair.