Hate Poem

I Hate You My Childhood Hitter

This is representative of an outburst of rage. Rage directed towards the person who has hurt me most in my life and continues to. I keep all my emotions bottled up and very rarely let my anger show so it builds up over time into this enormous feeling of hate that just consumes me.

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Published: May 2009

As my heart explodes with hate
I cannot but cogitate
Your eyes, your voice, your soul divide
Could lead my to suicide
I hate you more than Jews hate Hitler
I hate you my childhood hitter
This anger fills me To the top
This shaking will it ever stop?
if you were but a sheet of paper
I might kill you with my stapler
But your not and woe betide
I am not fit for parricide



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