I Didn't Think I Could Hate You Any More Than This...

well yeah...i didn't think i could hate this girl any more than i already did.

"Why me?"

That's the question of the universe.

And I always have to ask it.

Always...

 

I look into your averted eyes and I seethe

I burn

Internal inferno raging

like my thoughts

on just how I can't put to words

anything

to

say...

 

It takes all I have to keep being the coward I am

and turn around to never look at your face again

the same way.

I want to smash it in

much like it was mashing into that sad person's face.

If only you would just disappear and get your own life

f**k it man...

 

If you died the next day...

because of this hatred...

I might become the most heartless person to be at a funeral

ever.

My hate-filled body can't believe it's hating you even more.

 

I tried to save you before,

big mistake.

I tried to teach you after,

even bigger F***ING mistake.

 

After that I let you follow me like the stupid animal you are.

I should have thrown you to the wolves so that you would really

f***ing

learn.

Maybe then

I wouldn't be asking

"Why me?"

 

This is not heartache,

the farthest thing from it.

 

This is not jealousy,

even FARTHER from that.

 

I feel on the inside,

that it is my first feeling of

absolutely

pure

hatred.

You sicken me to my core

so much,

that I can't stand to look at your face anymore.

It just makes me want to hurt you.

 

But I'm a very evil person on the inside because of you

and so many others.

So I will never lay a finger on you,

like a truly evil coward,

and just burn you from the inside out the way I have always wanted.

By rejecting you

over

and over,

and over,

and over again

until you see the reality of this world

and know full well

that nothing is yours unless you have the right to claim it.

 

You have no right to claim my sad little person,

not when he is so sad.

Not when he needs real people,

not a f***ing fake w***e.

 

So die on the inside.

Die slowly and painfully

as my hatred burns

and

I

smile

while

you

burn.

 

Sick...

Author's Note

*evil twisted smile*
"Why so serious?" -Joker in "Dark Knight"-

Reviews

[San Herman Lopez a.k.a...]

Wow...Powerful indeed... You let your emotions ride throughout this writing... I look forward to reading more.

[*~Imperfectly Me~*]

Wow, This was truly powerful! A psychotic feel like something the Joker would be screaming at the top of his lungs. This was amazing, i love the thoughts that you laid out on the page. It screamed like a massochist when they finally find their limit. The feel of hate came across very well. This is very good, disturbing and creepy but wow... An amazing piece... One of my favorites of yours!

[djeehc09]

... Uh, hm.. This poem really takes you for a ride. The psychotic quality to this piece is so intense and immersive. Along with the fact that I really do know you in real life, I must say: This is disturbing...[I might actually accidentally find you in a dark alley].

Anyways, Great Job! ._.'d

[Wolfwind Words]

Creepy my friend. this one had borderline if not trademark insanity running throught these pulsating lines.

I think you did well to illicite a shivering feeling. One of hoping I don't meet this person in a dark alley way type of shiver.

I think the concept of hate, came through loud and clear as well.

Nice craftsmanship!
Aaron Maycroft