I fucking hate you

A measly sum of parts

Is what is left of you?

Half the person I met when clouds were new

Stained with regret and troubles pray tell;

But the tear-ducts have all but dried up

There’s no water in the wells

Perhaps there could be a point where you self-redeem


But it’s a safer bet that the regret will be lost behind smoke screens


To lay the entire fault with the circus master


Would be the same to say every sunny day has to end in disaster

You think yourself the fair one 


Because the blame lays with twinned remorse

but you’re a fucking horse

Or was whore the phrase that pays?

When I pick up the pieces

You’re fucking playing away

And as I’ve fixed him

And put back what was left

You’re still out straying

And this runt is left bereft

I fucking hate you


You’re a filth war-mongering manipulator


I fucking hate you


From the dregs of my belly I’ll screech ‘I HATE HER’


I fucking hate you


Coming in satin a caricature of elegance


I FUCKING HATE YOU


Could you need any more evidence?


I FUCKING HATE YOU


That I know all about your negligence?


I FUCKING HATE YOU?


How can you wrongly possess such arrogance?


I FUCKING HATE YOU


Close your mouth knave you have no relevance!


I FUCKING HATE YOU


Unceasing your ‘nursery rhyme’ excellence!


I FUCKING HATE YOU


Treat him like a bomb you have that special resonance!


I FUCKING HATE YOU


No more I’ve snapped fuck you I’m breaking the reliance!


I FUCKING HATE YOU