Amaranthine | ✓

iii | hate is a person

i know that you hate this world
and everything that you can touch and hold
you know you will destroy it in the end
but you thrive on concepts like love and lies
you drink them like red wine on saturday nights
romance is a pretty diversion to you
a glimpse of the divine minus the fear
i think you wanted somebody to love you
but you didn't really know what love was
maybe it was my lips on yours
or your fingers trailing lust along my thighs
perhaps it was the sense of accomplishment
you got from making marks on my skin
they run like tears down my neck
and you asked if they were painful
but i told you they were beautiful
and i'm starting to worry you made that connection
between love and hurt, pain and promise
i know that you hate this world
and you wanted me to hate it too
you loved yourself too much to sacrifice
so you claimed me as witness, chose me as victim
did you always want someone you could love and leave?
i'm starting to wonder how many you've drowned
you drained me of longing and filled me with hate
and when i asked if you loved me
you silenced me with kisses that felt like thunder
and caresses like brewing storms on my skin
you tell me you love me but i can see your fucking lies
you user, you hoarder, you fiend
i will make you forget you ever had a friend
in this world who cared for you more than they did themselves
who let you rob them of smiles and laughter
in exchange for 'love', like that really exists
in your version of the universe
no, in your world love looks
a hell of a lot like hate
and in my world hate looks
a hell of a lot like you.

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alternatively titled:
'i will not let you ruin this world for me'