You

You picked me up and dropped me
drugs were your best escape
from my constant bitching
about Adam and the rape

I thought you were the problem
i thought that i could fix
everything that had gone wrong
but i couldn't deal with it

I watched you go behind my back
so i could yell at you
and vent all my frustrations
hoping you'd still love me too

Our love was replaced with anger
and hate became our hearts
because every time i wanted you
i felt myself falling apart

You thought i was the problem
and the anecdote came quick
any chance that you had
you'd run off to get your fix

I was no longer enough for you
and there was no desire in me
i loved you with my hate in heart
and couldn't let it be

I had to become controlling
while you struggled to run away
but you always came back to me
home by the very next day

Maybe if things ended better
i wouldn't write so much of you
and nothing would make me feel so empty
when i needed some love too

But here i am far away
and it's been over a year
though i may sometimes feel empty
not an ounce of me wants you here