Hate is a beautiful thing

Hate is a beautiful thing

I detest every thought of U

The very idea

That throws me in to an uncontrollable rage

.

Tho once I knew

Tho once I thought

That Ur innocence was pure

.

Now Ur existance to me means as much as an ant on the ground

Or no different than a whore that parades on the street

I hope of a life full of pain for u

.

I hope u'll never learn

And fall

over

and over

...

again

.

till ur weak and sore

and realize

that what I've screamed at you

.

Is nothing more

And nothing less

.

A truth

.

The Truth

of who

You really are.

- alex 2007 -

Not much of a poet.

hated nursury ryhmes

but hell its my blog.

I can write what I want.