Your own fault

Without you nothing is right,day turns to night,theres no end in sight,to this hell of a place I call home,the twisted way things turn out,I do not doubt,that I deserve this,for all those times we kissed,you were happy,and I couldnt see,that at that time all you wanted was me,I thought you cheated,and my love depleted,I gave only pain and hate,and so the love I had was burned on the fire of hate,that I myself create,a strang thing to be so near to something you need,but to have them heed,the call,and then when you fall,to get on your feet,to feel the heat,of the fire you made of hate,and realize you just chose your fate,to be unhappy for your life,you caused all the strife,that made your world fall apart,and the very tihng that broke your heart...