Your Weapon of Destruction

Maybe I just need the release

But, hell no...

I don't need this shit!

I love the man, do I love the boy..?

Bottle it up, bottle it up

It's pure gold!

Such a good weapon.

one drop of this

can open up an amazing wound

sadness, self doubt, worthlessnes;

It really works you know.

This weapon you developed.

Your weapon of destruction

i dont know where you got it

this weapon of yours.

perhaps you picked it up one day

on the way to the shop.

perhaps it was sitting with you

in the amphetamin days.

maybe you found it in england,

In Manchester or Watford.

Or maybe it came out of you

when you "cut" yourself;

and has been festering away in you

all these years.

growing and getting stronger.

too strong for you alone,

and so you pass it around you,

share it out!

do you know it's there?

do you know how strong it is?

can you cope with it?

has it destroyed you yet?

you know...maybe, i'm not such a strong character.

the things yo said..

make me feel like a child

make me feel ugly

make me doubt myself

make me think i'm going mad!

Damn you!

why does it fucking matter?

why do i have to call you?

I always try to make you feel good

about yourself,

I don't call you names

(and then turn them into endearments)

I dont put you down

I really do think of you all the time

and you say to me.

I want go back to Poland (purposly missed out the "to")

you don't give a shit about me

oh, i know it wouldnt last

but for the present time..

while your with me?????

go back to fucking poland

i wish i'd never met you.

my god, you really are..

killing me!!!!

05.27 - 3 /9 /06

by Gill