Love For Hate Poem by Jessica Lyle

So many skeletons in your closet and I always gotta find out myself what they are you hold on and pretend that you don’t care no more but you cant lie to me. I know it all. Scream at me for this, yell at me for that but you can do anything. why hold me down, your suffocating me I hate you so much I should have never loved you or fell for your bullsh*t. All lies.. is that all you can do? don’t wanna be with me but beg me to come back cuz your sick of them leaving. your sick of being alone. Go back to those who loved you for your fakeness, not for the monster I see. What they were all thinking? I don’t know cuz they must not see you without the glasses on. All your skeletons I cant and wont deal. You don’t know that though, you think im always gonna be here but guess what babe, I wont be. Ill do what I want when I want to do it and whoever I want to do it with, im gonna drink when I want to, smoke when I want to and do anything I wanna do. I don’t love you, I thought I did but it wasn’t you who I loved, it was the person you pretended to be, Don’t try to tell me to stop or stay. im doing what I wanna do and anything is better than staying with you. I f*cking hate you so f*cking much. Everything you say and do is a f*cking lie. To me. But never to anyone else. Your just happy you have a hot body to f*ck, a woman to clean your sh*t and a pretty face to show off. But not anymore I f*cking hate you. I don’t wanna be with you and you have other girls you can go marry. Trust me when I say you made me do what I did and what im going to do. Why does everyone like you? Don’t they know your dumb? I guess not cuz you put on a mask.. your 25 f*cking years old and still act like your 16 and in the jobcore. Yea I read that stuff, don’t tell me you threw it away I found it hidden in your closet. I knew it was something when you ripped it outta my hand just like the picture she gave you. Its bull. When this time ends and I leave, you will not be calling me anymore. Cuz I want nothing to do with a prick like you. This is harsh and if I read it id probably cry but I don’t care. I hope you cry and I hope that you pretend enough to actually get hurt but I wont feel sorry for you and it wont break my heart, its just gonna make me smile watching you cry like you watched me everytime. Don’t think that im going to come back cuz If I really did feel love for you id be crying right now but my eyes are dry and my makeup is still in place. I wish I could f*ck your life up like you did mine. I was perfect before I got with you and I thought the way you were would just make my life even better but there is no such thing as better but it can only get worse so guess what happened... yea it got worse.