Life's Simple Hatred

Hate has a face of distrust,

You see, feel talk, love it,

Hate consumes its lover,

Envelopes it in a bear hug,

But it rarely lets go,

When it does, the love is left

By the wayside indestinguishable.

I hate it here. The place I loved,

Year after year, more friends disappear,

Leaving a residue of those I hate,

Although I love them in some ways,

I hate them more, like magnets,

On one side, a strong attraction,

On the other, a destinct hatred.

I have loved a boy and a girl,

The girl I love and hate,

The boy I hate and love.

Singularly, the elements are deadly,

Together, the compounds hazardous,

Coffee kills, but I feel love from it,

I hate it so much that I will not return.