It's not just a burning self hatred
It's a lot more than that
A lot deeper than just that
It stretches to wishing your parents never met
It stretches to almost despising your grandparents
Although they're in heaven
You have a guilty hate
That they were once in love
They were so in love they made children
Who made you
Made you
You
And you were born
And YOU have to live with that until the day
The day you pluck up any sort of courage
Courage to stop being a coward
To do it
Finally
Everybody would be better of
You belong in hell
You're worthless
You shouldn't be here