Putting it Together

A Fresh Layer of Hatred

I'm tired of you coming back into my life. I don't want you near me anymore I just want you to get out of my face. I don't even recall knowing where you even came from, you just appeared to be coming in and out of my fucking life unexpectedly making me feel like I was your punching bag. You would always come to me with all your problems and the second I opened my mouth trying to help you out, you spit back hate and anger into my ears.

 I hate you, but I pity you for being an asshole and not knowing that you are. I pity that you think of yourself as the victim when you're the one who goes around killing everyone's spirits with your negativity. I pity that you have to live the rest of your life thinking that you're a good person. You're horrible and your soul is tainted with all the negativity you've let in and have given to yourself. On day you'll realize that you're not the person who you think you are and it'll hit you in the face. 

Your name being brought up just makes me think about how people can be this cruel and still think that they would be able to get away with their bullshit. You're ignorant and rude, there is no amount of words that I could possibly put together in any language that exists in the universe or any that can help my describe the amount of selfishness that takes up your train of thought. All you think about is yourself, you don't help anyone that doesn't benefit you and as soon as they no longer come to your advantage you start doing the same thing over and over again. You spit all your hate and anger on them until you chase them away and then you wonder why they left. I hate you and all the shit you put into my head making me think that I wasn't any good of a friend, making me think I'm too stupid to handle problems, or that my help isn't worth the time. 

One day you're going to wake up realizing that you don't have anybody next to you because the people who are forced to love you aren't with you anymore and you're all grown up trying to make it in a world that hates you. All the hate you gave to me for no fucking reason will come back to you one day and you'll regret treating me like the dried up shit your neighbor's dog left on your lawn. Your personality is saltier than the Pacific Ocean and darker than the center of a black hole. All the people you keeping chasing out of your life will realize that you are not worth shit to us, or to anyone because everyone knows that at some point you will isolate yourself away from everyone's help or the love they try to give to you. You act like you need someone in your life, but you won't let that person get to you. It's like you're surrounded with a bubble filled with feelings of hatred and loathing. 

 I hate you, more than you hate yourself.