The feeling of love is atrocious

It brings quarreling and despair to us

I quiver in fear- you are ferocious

We rot and fester like gross yellow pus

Love makes me cry for it is so bitter

Love eats my emotions and spits them out

Tearing my heart and making me a sad quitter

Your hate makes me get on my knees and shout

The times together make me want to die

You tragically hurt me I must confess

I decided all your love was a lie

I am not that old lady in distress

Now I hate your guts- that is not pretend

Soon I must learn to faithfully descend.