The Poem of Hate

The hatred I have for you burns like hot rocks beneath my feet You thought I would be blinded by your little "sneaky" ways You felt as if I was and dumb so you did everything in your power to break me Thought I could love and trust you but what's the point So hurt that the blood drips from my eyes because of you There is not a drop of water in my body because you took sips of me and now I'm all gone There is nothing more that you could do to me to make me feel as I do now Bullets hitting my back as hard as they can I'm dying slowly in my own blood, sweat, and tears Nothing you do will allow me to put my guard of trust down I will break my shackles of sins that you put upon my feet and burry them in the deep fiery pits of hell Your love will never exits again and I will make you suffer oh yes I will make you suffer and get my revenge of love and play you like a fool