Hate

Of all the scars that I bare, yours are the worst. Physical and emotional, you've taken quite a toll on me. You give and you take, isn't that the way it always is?
You've sustained me,
You've killed me,
You've built me,
You've ruined me.
I can no longer look you in the face without feeling this blinding rage.
I hate you,
I love you,
I need you,
I forgot you.
To never forget is a gift given to the madmen like me. Motives are always there for the taking if you ever need one. They build up inside until your entire being is pleading for the rush of the kill and the scent and taste of victimized blood.
I'll hunt you,
I'll hate you,
I'll ruin you,
I'll kill you.