poetry about a friend I hate hehe

You’re sort of like a chain, I tell my computer, the blue screen sickening. 

You’ve ruined perhaps every part of my life.

You used to be so beautiful to me.

I wanted to be you.

I wanted you.

You make me sick to my stomach. Thinking about what you have done to me makes me ill. I want to kill you a hundred times over. The worst part of it is, you have not done anything so wrong. I talk in the snow. My feet are sunk in. I have a scarf on, and the trees are brown and aching, and the weather is unforgiving. You are far away from me. I can’t recognize your face anymore… I haven’t seen you in a year.

A bunch of little things. A thousand tiny footprints surrounding me. Making sure I get stuck. Making sure it seems like you were only being a good friend. Making sure I seem like the villain. 

I would rather be cruel, wicked, than be beside you. 

I want you to die. In every way. I want your existence erased. Traces of you. It would make it so much easier for me, if you were just, never born. 

Laugh… Such a laugh… You have done no real harm. But I feel the blister of your gaze. Your judgment. Not even God will forgive you, for the way you look at me, with such disdain. 

Some day, you will mean absolutely nothing to me.