Bitter Pen

Bitter Pen
Upon a poisoned page
I hate to love you
In this pressured age.
You drive me to the simple bone
Sieving out my soul
Caring not to who you leave me
A tiger to a foal.
I'd rip out your heart
And make it only mine
Control is at my essence
Upon your flesh I'll dine.
Suck dry your mind
Until I feel no more
I want you to notice
The torture at my core.
Revenge is terribly sweet
Yet my anger you still ignore
Forgetting what you have done to me
Playing innocent of lover's law.