Shinigami-thought XXI HATE

As hate fills up a this lone spirit here is my version of hate the hate of her of them of...life....(aware of my feelings i am i understand this path leads to the dark side)

Hate has burned a gaping hole -
The rancid reek of charring flesh
Is dancing on my very soul.
And as the rising fumes enmesh
My crumpled heart, I play the role
Of crabby fart, gassing off
A diatribe; bleeding out a
Bitter part: an ugly twisted man.

hate the way you dress
I hate that you are a mess
I hate your eyes
I hate your lies.

I hate it when you talk
I hate the way you walk
I hate your smile
I hate your style.

I hate your arms
I hate your charms
I hate your face
I hate your place.

I hate your hands
I hate your plans
I hate the way you think
I hate it when you drink.

I hate when you call
I hate it all
I hate it that you are true
I hate you when I’m blue.

I hate you when you sleep
I hate you very deep
I hate the way you kiss
I hate to be like this.

I hate your touch
I hate you much
I hate myself more

I hate how I loved you
I hate how I felt
I hate everything you said
That made my heart melt

I hate what you did
I hate how I hurt
I hate how you left me
Alone to die in the dirt

I hate how I let you in
And watched you steal my heart
I hate how much you put me through
I hate how much I cried

I hate how I try to hate you
I hate it that I can't
I hate it that I miss you
Even though you don't

I hate how I still love you
I hate how I still care
But most of all I hate it
That you are no longer here