Hate Poem by Mina Williams

Hate



You think I don't care
What you say to me
You thing I am a hideous thing
I crawl in the night and cut your heart
As mine slowly bleeds
I pour myself out and let you read the hurt
That I feel inside
I want no help
I need no one
Because obviously you don't care
I hope that you see what you've done to me
I hate my life and I hate you!

Saturday, November 7, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: hate
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