Hate Mail

It's Easier to hate a stray Than to hate those I love. To love so ardently everday And hate with a passion as strong as the above An oxymoron of an existence opposing emotions- each cathected to the very same object Loved,Loathed,Rejected,Respected To hate what runs in your blood And know that draining each drop would take your life with a flood What will it take to make the hate stop Stuck on the other side A sick twisted glass wall to seperate Misconstruing how we see each other An agonizing effort to communicate. What I display as pain you perceive as coersion and blackmail What You display as frustration I see as intimidation that leaves me frail. Trying hard, Kicking n screaming Tired but trying to break through, fight fate Years of Ivy adorn its miserable opaque form Each leaf infused with more hate The Poison from the leaves fills the air The same hate runs through my veins Conquering My internal and external being Claustrophobic of the perceptions that haunt my brains Why Brains you ask? Because I leave my heart untainted Indeed I have 2 brains- the first to process stimuli The other to paint over reality in red. Can two sick minds cure each other? Maybe, If we could bring this wall down We built it with our own weaknesses the valued posessions we each own. You painted your side with callousness A Stoic ideology to isolate all you hold dear I painted mine with dependence on the cold for warmth A pathological reliance that today shines clear. Im bringing down my side today Cleaning the dependence off the clear glass Once the sick ink stops feeding the ivy The leaves of hate too shall pass. I know it isnt a cure but it is a start. You dont even know who I really am now I've changed so much that you'd be proud Today though, the paint's on too thick for anything to show. No matter what I see or hear One fact rings true You promised you'd never give up on me And so Ill keep trying to get through to you. And when we've grown past these issues The wall will fall shattered before us My voice reaching you unhindered unprocessed The image of you reflecting in my eyes, clear and in focus. No more distortion No more limitation, hiding or pain Just a free spirit Alight n kindled- free of hate, free of stain.