i hate you
i hate you for everything you say
i hate you for every breath you take
i hate you for every heart beat
i hate you for every single blink
i hate you for every little comment
i hate you for every living moment
i hate you for every word you think
i hate you for ever staying with me
i hate you for every single substance
i hate you for every night of fear

i hate you
i hate you for threatening what i have here
i hate you for threatening my dad
i hate you for threatening my best friend
i hate you for threatening my grandmother
i hate you for threatening my sanity
i hate you for threatening my humanity
i hate you for threatening my life
i hate you for threatening theirs too
i hate you for threatening us with words
i hate you for threatening our worlds

i hate you

I have written far too many
poems
for a boy who will never be
mine.
But oh, I will write so many more
if he was.

I like you more than I should
And that little more that I do
Is hurting a little bit too

Back before the hurt
I thought
I analyzed it all
and it had all made perfect sense
I was thinking it could not fail me
Now the damage is done,
thinking becoming no longer an option
No thoughts
No words
I was thinking
before
I do not think
anymore

Sometimes I feel a little lost,
inside my body, my mind,
like someone's stole the map,
and tore down the road signs,
like I'm living with a stranger,
and there's no thrilling sense of danger,
just sheer fear,
when i pull myself close,
and discover I'm nowhere near.

After you are bleeding on the floor
crawling to something
anything
that will take away
the heartbreak.
It is that exact moment.
As you whisper
Never again.
That is the moment love whispers
Come.
And crawling, broken, bruised.
You do