and help you not,
for you deeply hate me,
so I feel I ought.
I loath your voice,
as it peirces my ear.
I loath your anger,
for it's yours I fear.
I loath your name,
as it rings in my head.
I loath your face,
for it's your I read.
I loath your rejection,
as I knew it so well.
I loath your love,
For after I fell.
And for every second
your hate made me sore,
as much as I hate you,
I hate myself more.