This is the last dark sonnet I shall write  Your lips aren't worthy of my pen's kisses I am sick of whining about our misses I reject your darkness for true light  Am I but Shakespeare's lover jaded?  He left words for me to give to you  But quite frankly, I'd rather you eat glue  Keeping your mouth of lies shut, you faded I turn my pen to a life more fruitful yielded This is the last dark sonnet I shall write Trust me, you don't want my words to fight  My heart will laugh at you as it's shielded I bid you adieu, old love, lost to the winded My mind stands strong and forever mended  

I am at war with you My love is forever true You leave me in disgrace  And without any place  What is love good for? Absolutely nothing solid So I remain quite stolid  I can't ask you anymore  I am at war with you  I am at war with love I don't care with who You puppeteer me above  This war, this love, this pain God, grant me life, I'm insane 

These chains and whips hurt Where has my sanity gone? I'm sitting here eating your dirt Hoping that it will soon be dawn  This sonnet is third in my misery  You don't even care about us  Oh, how love has become dreary Humiliation seeping out like puss You bit off my hand as I fed you   I hunger and thirst for any love  Because you ate my cake too Our love has become sour love The bondage of my soul to yours  Has me down praying on all fours 

I am extremely powerless for you  This submissive game isn't new  When I pick you up out of the dark  You bring me down like a shark  I am miserable with the desire  To set our desperate lives on fire  Burning for your love over and over  Damn, I wish I had a four-leaf clover  This sonnet is second just like me You are first but that you can't see I want to be done with you forever  Your manipulation of my heart is clever  You mock what my heart has to say  This is just my feelings on display

Our future is but past lies  I write these words in dark  The dream of children cries  Our angels will never hark  We will never love again I lost my due unto you  Your passion I shall sue  Your heart I cannot win Suicide veins wonder  Will I die from this ponder? Bending words is your task  So take off hell's mask  Count backwards from ten Your heart I shall not win