"Hate."

"Hate."

A Poem by what-the-frick

I think it’s time I spoke the truth

I hate you.

I hate the feelings you gave me.

I hate the feelings you faked.

I hate the sedentary life you lead.

I hate the drinking. Getting drunk. 4 AM

I hate that you infiltrate.

I hate that you’re still in my life, without being in it.

I hate that you can’t be a man.

I hate that you’re conniving.

I hate that I believed you.

Every.

Single.

Time.

I hate that I’ve been a fool.

I hate that I had the last word., when actually, you do. Always.

I hate that you can’t take honesty.

I hate that you lie.

I hate the term “BFF”. Another word you never learned to pronounce.

I hate your immaturity.

I hate your need to be the center of attention.

I hate that you love me.

Because the way you treat me,

I think I’d rather you hate …

Me.

© 2012 what-the-frick


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I love this poem!

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2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Wow... Outstanding, but wow.... Goood poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Wow this was outstanding you could feel every punch of hate for this person.

Posted 13 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I love it!

Posted 13 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Such raw passion. The emotion flows forth like none other. Hitting every point like a hammer hitting a nail. With every word, the power intensifies.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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