No one could be more hateful.
She is unrestrained,
brutal and
attacks with extreme
prejudice
Her words deceptively sound
like truth- it is
hard to
rebuff her, defend
yourself.
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
self.
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
know?
Words you never
would whisper
to another,
you stab into your own
consciousness.
She is you. Tired,
Anxious, dis
appointed,
disenchanted by
yourself
