My Dearest Friend.

cruel intentions
worse thoughts
like a dead corpse
the hatred rots.

overwhelmed
not a known feeling
needing to do something
im not pretending.

i dont think
i've hated so much
but i hate you alot
i hate you a bunch.

i wish you would die
today or tomarrow
i wouldn't cry for you
i wouldn't feel sorrow.

dont call me names
dont threaten me
like i told u before
practice what you preach.

i wish you would get run over
maybe by a diesle
something that huge
maybe a truck will.

i hope you cry
like you did yesterday
i didnt even raise my voice
or have to get in your face.

but u still got your friends
what
you couldn't take it?
i know behinde that hardness
underneath you really fake it.

dont talk to me
i think im going crazy
careful i could snap
really
believe me.

you have self issues
so deal with those first
so i dont snap on you
and dont do more than curse.

now hearing this
maybe im not ok
but atleast i stand up for myself
which is alot more than you can say.