day one hundred forty-eight: bitter bite.

watch out, beautiful

here comes heartbreak

walking down the street

revenge and bitterness

raining form above

you're surrounded, overwhelmed

nothing can save you

from heartbreak's bitter

bite

day seventy-seven: bitter washes away with tears.

bitter

i can taste

the bitter

in my soul

like a foul

odor it seeps

from certain pores

and glands

bitter

because i fear you

because i fear who you've become

i'm afraid i'll be like you

and then where would i be?

bitter?

bitter

stop looking over my shoulder

and trying to explain things i already know

sure, you're my boss, but your communication sucks.

just shut up,

i'm

bitter.

bitter

because you love too soon

but so do i

so i'm mad at me

for backtracking

but it worked

so i'm less

bitter about this.

bitter

about the screw

that screwed me

out of sixty dollars

to screw in an old screw

sixty dollars is at least worth

a new freaking screw

you old perverted screw.

i should have been more specific

about what to do with that screw.

cause i'm

bitter.

but don't worry,

bitter washes away with tears.