No one could be more hateful.
She is unrestrained,
brutal and
attacks with extreme

Her words deceptively sound
like truth- it is
hard to
rebuff her, defend

And how can you, when,
every word she speaks
rings true,
for you both are one,
and the same.

She’s in the cavern in the dark
recesses, stamping
on your
waning sense of

Ever ironic, she curses
your existence and
rues the
day you both
were made.

Why is she angry, why
does she hate
you so?
do you not

Words you never
would whisper
to another,
you stab into your own

She is you. Tired,
Anxious, dis
disenchanted by

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