She's a lot like you, the dangerous type

This last week has been unpleasant. It has really pissed me off. But there have been bright spots, and for that I am greatful. Life is crammed full of good things and good people, and though it's a little overwhelming at times trying to balance it all, I could hardly ask for more.

Except crappy goth poetry. Witness my very, very dark soul-wrenching poetry, which i wrote by clicking with reckless abandon!

what have you wrought?
a dark black shadowy cloud of betrayal as memories disappear.
once we savored paradise,
glad-hearted and wide-eyed,
but your thirst vanished.
a furious fever of lies -
thoughts follow love, follow love,
love burnt to ashes.
in a haze of tears,
i reject you.

Awesome.