Erin

Love is the foremost foundation to my hate

Without my love our future cannot thrive

It is safe, no encumber to your fate

I hate, to demonstrate what love has deprived

Shower you in my lashing and poison

Delightful pleas to my medieval torment

You beg for appeal to my hate explosion

My pleasure to detect that fear laced scent

Yet, I yearn to prove you my real love and care

What my love creates pushes us apart

I hate how I love you, my heart in disrepair

This must stop, it breaks my artificial heart

                        My cruel vicious love will always be yours

                        My love to hate battle will not win this war