I remember how you used to be an innocent babe
Or maybe I was blinded by the yearnings of my heart
When you laughed and smiled without a care
Yet now you have nothing but a cold stare
You seem not to understand
Even after the constant hard words
I fear you
No, in fact I LOATHE you
You’re capable of such despicable things
That you live in a demented sort of world
And I’ve seen glimpses of it
When you’ve had sadistic thoughts
When you’ve demanded instead of asking.
You make me want to crawl into a hole
And simply erase the memory of us meeting
It’s unfortunate that you were in a part of my life.
Because when I look at you
When I hear your voice.
I wonder when it will all end.
How much longer must the world suffer your deluded existence?
How much longer must it shoulder your entitled madness?
You hide behind curtains of filth
You hide behind legacies of those around you
Yet you are nothing when all that is stripped away.
You cling to the memories of old
And build on the wretched foundations
All drenched in muck and filth and all things despicable.
That my dream is to wake up from this madness and for you not to exist.
For if you must live, I must die because I cannot fathom a world where you are ruler.
I would rather the ants eat away at me
I would rather rot and have maggots feast on my body
I would rather drown in darkness than see you in a facade of light.
A kind of poetic justice where
You cannot have that which you desire
Simply because it loathes you with such deep rooted judgment.
One that pierces your soul
As if seeking to eradicate any trace of your once existence.
I simply hate you.