Twisted

...me venting again...

I want you to hate me.

I want every good thing you conjured up

I want every pleasant moment you memorized

I want you to take them and flip the colors

Drop a few menacing filters and relive our best times

as our worst.

I want you to burn every blueprint you drew with

inspiration taken from my promises, given unwittingly

I want you to trash every model designed to stand on

a foundation built by the two of us according to

some unwritten set of standards that both of us

conceded our planning and strategies to.

I want you to hate it all. Hate it with the same passion

I wanted you to burn with whenever I crossed your mind

like a match grazing against the side of a tinderbox

Saturate what you dreamed this relationship would be

With kerosene, wash away our ideals until they drown

Let the flames consume it all like a glutton at a buffet

Until the only thing remaining are the ashes necessary

to start this love thing over from scratch.

Because as it stands now, Im scared of where we're 

supposed to be goin, in fact i dont know where this

road runs out, because if its paved in pleasantries

im still new to the concept of a bond full of promises

that are actually harder to break than previous ones

So i want your dark side to swallow up the light i reach for

I want your storm to sweep away the stars in the sky

I want your demons to come out and keep mine scared

Because being the hero of this story is harder than i guessed

Being the paragon of virtue in the face of temptation isnt

a role my senses are used to and thus they fail at each attempt

I want to be everything you expect, so i beg you expect less &

make it much more plausible to impress you with my efforts

I'm a poor sinner trying to save himself the trouble of

getting his hopes up too soon, knowing damn well

that despite the Christ-like image I strive to emulate

my flesh is still daily damning my soul's desire to be

something better. something worthy of reward.

I want you. But I don't think i'm meant to have you

At least not without some pain to anchor my heart to

a familiar reality. 

So hate me.

Because I realize that

I don't know what real love feels like.

 

 

Reviews

[Krystal]

wow. I'm speechless. You have engrossed me into your poem.

[LJW]

Forgot to punch that 100/100 rating in

[LJW]

So hate me. (Don't love me, don't even like me unless I'm good enough for forever)

Brilliant work here. Do you know how f****ing brilliant this is.

Please tell me you do spoken word. This piece should be heard through a microphone.

Blown away, seriously impressed. 100/100

[Katiya K]

Heart-wrenching. I loved the beginning and the end the best. First the hate and then the want and the guilt. How are humans able to feel so many emotions? This aspect definitely creates realism. And the middle was such a beautiful contrast. Really, I love reading poems as powerful and emotional as this one.

[Ali Guerra]

this is so raw and so real. very representative of some of the more genuine emotions most of us have
very well written :)