Hate Poem by Yami Tenshi

I can't look at you and not want to hurt you.
I can't talk about you and not feel sick inside.

And until I have the compassion, and wisdom to forgive you,
it's best you stray from my path of destruction. It can be fatal.

And somehow..... through all the hate and loathing that has me layered so well,
the little girl who used to adore you still lives inside, squealing with happiness everytime she can hear your voice.

And I'd kill her if she wasn't the only piece of the real me left.