Suffer The Loss

<p>Fuck you, you created this face and this misery. Something once my saving grave is now a bitter memory. Searching for answers to questions I shouldn't ask. Just know I'll always hate you for what you've fucking done. Why must beauty always die in these callous hands? Feels like I will forever walk this path alone. All the things I've once held close to my heart are now gone. Feeling empty I've lost all fucking will to gain back what I lost, what you took away. I'll always hate you for what, for what you've fucking done. The more I try to make sense of this, the less I comprehend.</p>