Hate me

Hate me,

For the very reason you loved me at first,

For the day the night took over,

For the atmosphere made of no breathable air,

Hate me,

For the friends I keep dearly hidden

The love you show so bluntly

Giving senseless thoughts to my whole,

For the beating in a heart that knew tenderness and care,

Hate me,

For this clone of a human being you made out of me,

For the endless tortures my soul could bare long enough,

Long enough to know where your love really lies,

Hate me,

Hate me the way I adore hating you,

The morning you ripped out my heart

As he took on what was his and left through the shattered windows,

For making me sick with every picture a memory awakened,

I hate the hate of thought of whatever little love I had of you,

The stain my body will know forever, the stranger I let in my very house!