Hate is a strong word

hate is a strong word


I don't want to

I'm a ashamed of myself

but I hate you

the wound is so deep.

I've lost the sense to be sensible

or to sensor the words that I speak.

day after day

life wasting away

as I fretted and worked and pined

and you suffered no sins

never once let me in

and worked hard to throw me no lines.

I batted my eyes and rolled up my sleeves

and gazed with a rose colored view

and yet now you're the victim

with a shimmering soul

and a heart that was broken in two.

and so I reached the end of my line

as I realize my love was your game

and your words to this day

push me further away

and anger me way beyond pride.

hate is never a feeling I'd known

as suffering comes to us all

but now in the midst of your sorrowful wake

I catch myself wishing you'd fall.

just once could you feel the searing of pain

that comes from a lover who curses your dreams

of liars and thiefs who smile with their teeth

while taking all they can see.

Hate is nothing I'd ever known

and hate is not worth the time

but hate is the emotion that's taken over my soul

and I hate you for that was your goal.