I've never hated someone
But for the love of god
Everything about your presence
Your existence
Makes me want to throw up
All the food I ever swallowed
You betrayed me
You make me angry
And spiteful and unkind
Livid
*******
You're palms against a burning stovetop
You're surgery without anesthesia
You're a world without music
You're Germany  in 1942
You're everything I could possibly hate about the world
My wrath toward you
Eats away at me
It eats away at the love I have for
The boy
You so cruelly tore away from me
Him and I
Were well sewn fabric
And you
Are a scissor
That cleanly cut away
What seems
Like *everything