I didn't know it was possible to hate someone so fucking much
Just the sound of her voice makes me want to punch something,
anything,
just hearing someone call her name sends a chill down my spine,
now after I thought she was gone she comes back from the dead
And she seems harder to get rid of
Never have I ever wanted to see skin turn black and blue so badly
Just the thought of seeing her in pain gives me joy
is that wrong? probably
but I can't care anymore
she's made me numb to everything but my hatred for her.
but it's ok she'll be gone soon
the question is if she takes everyone I love with her.
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PoetryPoems about my life that no one else wants to hear.... ps. This is my first time writing poems sorry if it sucks