Things I Hate!

I hate you!
I hate looking at you to.

I hate your face!
I hate you being in my freakin space.

I hate living here!
Its not like you even care.

I hate hearing you talk!
Everthing you say is a bunch of frock.

Damn i freakin hate you!
You really just dont have a clue.

Fuc* man!
im doing all i can
not to bury you in the freakin quick sand.

I hate how you talk to me!
your going to pay one day... you'll see.

Your going to make me cuss you out!
Your going to make me scream and shout!

I hate your ingnorance!
Your repentence is eminence.

I hate how your still alive!
Hurry up and freakin die.

Reviews

[Aethereal]

Hate and love are like hot and cold weather fronts. When two fronts meet you have a storm. You seem to enjoy storms. This is another psychological poem. What's evil isn't hate, but rather indifference. People who feel the indifference of the world around them try to get attention by going through emotional extremes, but the status quo either runs from a fire, or it tries to put it out. All the trouble that we see in the world today is just people trying to melt the ice, and that ice is the biggest trouble of all. It's all about the dichotomy between emotion and cold indifference. Burn yourself to a crisp with hot emotions, but the status quo cares not.

[Allen Smuckler]

I hate all this hate....and especially the last line...
but I suppose you're entitled to your free space and poetic license
I'm sorry you're so unhappy...
Allen

[Sayonara]

I'm sorry mr.
Your going to see a lot of poems like this one for a while.
Untill I get out of the house I'm living at...

[Allen Smuckler]

no need to be sorry Shadow...you can write whatever and however you feel,
but you are wrong about one thing,
I'll only see what I read