Murder in my Heart

I thought I could trust you,
I told you all of my fears.
I would come to you for everything,
Sometimes in tears.

I thought that you loved me,
That what we had was true.
But I was blind and stupid,
And was made a fool.

I have removed the blind fold,
Now I can see everything clearly.
And I hate myself because of my own stupidity.
I hate how I let you manipulate me,
And made feel sorry for you.

But now your dead and gone,
Because you thought suicide would make me care.
I don't care that you're gone,
In fact you did me a favor.
You deserve to dead,
and six feet under,
Burning in hell,
For all the hell you put me through.

I don't miss you,
And I never will.
Your plan has failed,
and I don't feel guilty at all,
I, honestly, am pleased with
The murderer in my heart.

Author's Note

I am spilling out my hatred for someone that has done nothing, but drag me down.