Best Angsthate Poems
I hate myself for being me
When all I cause is misery
When love changes into enemy
I am left feeling alone and empty
I hate myself for what I sometimes do
And what I seem to put others through
I always try to keep my soul true
But you never see what comes out of the blue
I hate myself for letting myself lose her
Thought so many storms we could weather
Always believed we could always stay together
But love just never seems to last for ever
I hate myself and I always will
I have to swallow the bitter pill
Of this hate it will never have its' fill
And I am left hating myself still
In the brief gestation of a moment
some dark force curled in you infected me;
I didn't notice and could not prevent
the surge of misdirected energy.
Nomadic offspring populated nerves;
I felt their static move beneath my skin
disrupting confidence in my reserve
to be resistant in the face of sin.
Perverted riddles scribbled through my veins
condensing muscle into knotted flesh
confusing lines between my wrath and shame;
electrifying me with raw distress.
I hate the victim I’ve become so much,
the way I break all circuits to and from
the woman-child that shrinks away from touch
not to be pressed beneath another’s thumb.
But now this restlessness; it germinates
into a blooming sub-species of fire
with tongue-like tendrils indeterminate;
its petals arced like wombs around my ire.
My scorn is deeper than your shadow's fall
my tears more shallow than the hate I nurse
I'll never march with vengeance, but I'll crawl
up in your shadow, be your telltale curse.
I'll be the fuse that flares from time to time
to fill you full with helplessness and fear
and I'll confess your sins, your sordid crimes
to damn your life with many empty years.
Live on! I'll be there in your wickedness,
a battery of rage you cannot see,
a coiled current poised to cause distress...
the way your deathlessness has been to me.
I hate the way you look at me
I hate the way to walk
I hate the way you're always there
I hate the way you talk
I hate you for your stupid grin
I hate you're pretty face
I hate all of your many clothes
I hate that dress of lace
I hate the way you care for me
I hate the gifts you give
I hate the feeling of your skin
I hate the life you live
I hate the way you love me so
I hate the way I feel
I hate the fact that love won't die
I hate that you are real
I hate the fact that you're a saint
I hate that I'm in hell
I hate the way that I need you
I hate my icy shell
I hate when you are not around
I hate it when you dance
I hate the fact that you're right there
but I have missed my chance.