Never Stop Haunting

Another recovering dependent lost on your shift, the reasons still remain blank.
These pages I hoped to never write.
Another ordinary panic day involved in past stories.
In love with the past I hate more than you.
Wasted away for awhile at this farewell.
And for all your hate just blame me.
Just like your love by the beach.
On your way to the top.
Always had a feeling you seemed like the perfect enemy.
I'd wish this all go away.
I'll do what it takes to burn yesterday.