a note to self 
i vow to purge you both of your warmest thoughts 
and strike you down with this hateful gaze 
with these words i wish you the worst 
with these words i promise poison 
beware this bitter breath 
for it brings arsenic 
beware this artic stare 
for it will pierce you like icicles 
this is as happy as i'll ever be 
cold and comfortable in these sour times 
what do you expect 
what do you want from me 
this bitten lip can draw no more blood from me 
these carved smiles can heal so quickly 
it's time to slice her heart from your sleeve 
i desire destruction 
when will it collapse