Hate me
Without cautious despite.
Hate me with
Ferocious luster, without
A gleam of hope of you
Ever finding my smile
Endearing again. Hate me
So good, so bad, that my eyes
Are forests with dense trees
That you get lost in and always
Want to leave. Hate me without
Guilty despair, hate me without
A burden in your heart, instead
Of hating me without you.