I hate you

Yes, I do

I'm being honest

You are the reason I still can't forgive myself

This mess you've made,

It follows me regardless

Of what I do, or if i'm by myself

You are my hatred, cuddled up on silver platter

And washed away with coming of earthquake

Splashing far beyond intended matter

And crawling back to my mind once more

You hate me too

You said it, years before that

Your gaze was burning with intended, flaring rage

It's what expected,

From the way you learned your lesson

Never forgive yourself, intead – you just forget