Past Enemy.
With your loving words of hatred,
you make me curdle inside,
Whether you do it for the sake of fun,
it leads me
I want to ring my arms around you
to strangle you with love.
I do not know how to process,
You've caught me unawares
I love nor hate you less
I stand and pray and swear.
YOU ARE READING
Just some poems
PoetryPoems written by me for everyone, after all, poems are just songs without the music.
