Recurrent Dreams: Breakup

You are upset, and for once,

    I don't feel anything but anger.

I am sick the way I used to be,

the monster that had to change.

So I say the worst thing I can think of,

    because I know it'll hurt,

    and I want it to hurt,

    and then You're gone,

        and the world loses all the color I forgot how to live without.