Kill

You embody everything I may never need.
You bring everything I'll try to avoid for the rest of my life.

Annoying you...
Ignoring you...
Know I any other way to kill feelings?

You are the seed of the storm that was predicted to be my doom. And so, as of now, you are to become nothing but a stone, neglected and forgotten... abandoned.

But you come, always... searching for something... and I try to comply, I try to meet your egoistic demands.

"she feeds him... that's why she'll be back again"

Fire for your desire
Food for your hunger
Rest for your thoughts
And a good aim for your anger

What are you waiting for? Go ahead, shoot. Strike through. It's all that's missing. Your death stroke, your finishing line. The turning of events and, eventually, the rotting of every dream.

You must be so disappointed at your fairy witch who's let every doubt destroy its wings...