Hate come with Love

Hate Come With Love

The other night I was asked
what are three things that you love
I thought about it long and hard
then I answered

I love to write
Poetry is my true love
I can express myself through it
and show the real me
i don't write much anymore
but reading is just as calming

Then there is you
the love of my life
We are meant to be together
Though we fight we are strong
It's you and me forever baby

My third answer wasn't as pleasing
I love physical pain
I love the sharp razor blade
when it slides across my skin
the blood and the pain

What you didn't ask though
is what three things I hate
I hate that I don't write anymore
i just want my talent back
I hate that we constantly fight
I don't want to lose you
but most of all
I hate depression
it eats at me and
I can't take it

See we all have a lot of love
but hate comes with it all
and I thank you
for asking me what I love
because now I have realized
that hate comes with love.

Baby~B
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