Sorrow

I hate that I am moping around,

Wallowing in self pity. 

I hate that I ain't my usual sarcastic self,

I am lost in depression city. 

I hate the fact that I remember

Making it easier to stay blue. 

I hate that it takes just one song,

And I know I am still in love with you. 

I hate myself for feeling so lost,

That's what I get for my trust. 

I hate that I was happy you're gone,

But now I feel so crushed. 

I hate that I thought it was over,

But here I am still bitter. 

I LOATHE THAT YOU ARE NOT REALLY GONE,

JUST DEAD IN MY HEART SO I CAN MOVE ON.