poetry sometimes
i really hate you
the way you
make me express
my every emotion
— eclectic threads
hidden among
a myriad of worlds
bound by one tapestry
that unified man
no more anything awful
only a life destined
for peace — an idealist
forever — can you contemplate
of an eternity that dwells
in ideology rarely through
action — although
one can genuinely
hope the potential
outweighs its eventual
destruction
i really hate you
the way you

my every emotion
— eclectic threads
hidden among
a myriad of worlds
bound by one tapestry
that unified man
no more anything awful
only a life destined
for peace — an idealist
forever — can you contemplate
of an eternity that dwells
in ideology rarely through
action — although
one can genuinely
hope the potential
outweighs its eventual
destruction