How do I hate thee? Let me count the ways.
All those sleepless nights spent staring at dying lights
Half-written emails of generic code
The clash, the battle, the darkness that followed
The time, pain, and sacrifice
The truth which was laced in mental lies
Always knowing it was vain, still played again
Still hate the way you didst my wild heart tame
So infuriating, how you set me up
To knock me down
Then pick my pieces up off the ground
Oh! how I detest this lure but it calls me anyway
I jump believing it will somehow change
Sick and tired of wearing my heart on my sleeve
When years on and I don’t know how you feel
I know so much, but still know so little
You know less yet belittle
Yet somehow I’m drawn to this
Like superman addicted to kryptonite – my nemesis
Mainline drug user risking overdose – can’t quit
Catch twenty-two, can’t live without it, can’t live with it
It’s sending me out of my mind
I don’t think I’ll get out of this alive
So I guess I’ll curse your name with my dying breathe
As it exits this lonely labouring chest
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Story behind the poem:
What can I say? Slightly inspired by 10 Things I Hate About You – How doth I loathe thee, let me count the ways. 🙂
photo by V Fouche
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