#hate poetry

[fedupwithyou]

I loved your eyes

when they looked at me

full of lingering memories

filled with seas of emotions

I loved your hands

the images they traced on my skin

while your whispers filled the star-lit room

I loved you

for all the unspoken things we were

and I hated you

for all the things we were not

[biogenical]

you make me so angry that i want to rip all your skin off whilst screaming in your eyeballs

i wish there was a way for me to tell you that i absolutely despise you

i wish there was a way for me to tell you that i hate you like i hate my father

i wish there was a way for me to get back at you for every single thing you did to me and my life

i just want you to feel what i feel

i just want you to suffer

[lovelornnn]

FUCK I HATE MYSELF AGAIN @lovelornnn

[earthriversoul]

i've been keeping this souvenir of a memory that has become hazy with time eroded in all the right places the sharp edges dulled the painful parts rounded off as if it had washed in the tides abraded by the sand of that time at the shore when all seemed love as long as i did whatever you wanted hid who i was became a chameleon to you blended in echoing you suppressing myself more puppy than human flinching and crying when you raged and threatened. i've been keeping this souvenir of a time when i was your slave. i've kept it hoping the truth would change hoping that it would conjure happy memories to cover the fear and weakness that tainted everything whenever i was around you. i hated this thing you cajoled me to buy with my own money then you pretended to your friends that it was a gift a sign of love a souvenir to make me feel special. to whom? to the one who bought it or to the one who bragged about owning me? Why have i kept it so many years after i realized that you were a monster? today I let it go to be melted down deformed, defaced, destroyed gone. released. nothing to remind me of the pain of loving you.

[graveyardofmyheart]

“She hates the thought of me. She is reckless with my heart. She despises my existence , but she is not at blame. Those harsh words she said, sprinkled all her flaws in front of me. She was hard yet fragile. She seemed tough as a bullet, but i realised, her childhood had never been a proof. She was lonely and no one ever asked her if she was alright. She is a rose, filled with thorns. She is a throne stained with loneliness. She is my mother, not so mother. she is a human, alone and broken. just like me. just like you.”

[chillabuse]

a letter to someone who I still love:

If there is something I need to hear from you, it’s that you hate me. Let it squash all my hope. Let it burn me. Say it and mean it.

No, I do not want to hear it from her, or from my brother. If you want this to end, I need for you to say it to me. Tell me how I tore you apart. Tell me how I killed you. Tell me how our love was a crime and I fled the scene. Tell me.

Tell me how much better off you are Tell me how you feel free now Say you hate me Make it hurt You of all people know I deserve it

This is over and I need to believe it Break my heart one last time

I need to hear it

[hrfrancisauthor]