The Web Poetry Corner - Sekhem Psikor Strecker - I Hate You
I Hate You
by
Sekhem Psikor Strecker
I hate you so much that I could die from it.
I hate you
I hate you
The word soon loses its meaning to me - writing words over and over force them to lose control over my existence. But will I ever be free? Can I find a way to escape this recurring nightmare among the sane and living? How can I so simply combine twenty-six letters into words, sentences, phrases and paragraphs; I'm tired and weary. I wasn't made for this... There has to be something much, much better than this. Soon too, these very words will lose their meaning - not only to me, but to the rest of the universe.
I hate you
I hate you
I HATE YOU GOD DAMMIT
I need to find solace somewhere out there among the brambles and thorns in that excuse for a world. Pray for their souls - not mine. Pray that they'll find their temporary and permanent lovers, their money and sentimental junk in amongst the debris. Leave me to wither; like these words - a scrawl in the history books of humanity. Give them what they want and suck me dry of my possessions and emotions. I'm tired of harbouring them now. Teach them to capitalise and help to establish their consumer economy paradise. I'm nothing but words left to bleed on the paper.
Forget me
For I hate you
I hate you
I hate you
Tumble down from that pedestal and let me have my final say
I hate you
Let me stand on your head for a change - let me thrash you and gash your flesh - let me reopen the wounds in your soul and poke the scar tissue with the molten needle fresh from my heart
Then let me wither and die
Slowly
So you may see and applaud
Then weep for the fact that I am no longer there for your incriminations, your prejudice and abuse
Weep, for I hate you
I hate you
I hate you
I HATE YOU GOD DAMMIT
*yet another stream of conscience during my 'episodes'