I HATE You

I Hate You

Stabbing shooting pain erupts from my spirit as your mouth spits lies as well-meaning truth

Hatred rushes over me

It overcomes me to the point where I have no breaking point

If I could just…NO!

But, I could just…NO!

What if I…NO!

Questions my subconscious debates with itself contemplating how to “finish him” in this game of life

Peace and calm come to me like a giant wave from a tsunami

You should worry

You SHOULD be worried as I smile and hug and smell your funk



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