Love And Hate

A poem about feeling conflicted, and stuck between poles; sweet hate and saccharin love.

On both sides of the pole, I cannot replenish
my soul splits and tears under much distress
intoxicated, feeling impelled by urges beneath
filthy tarnished grim visuals are under suggest

Love’s aroma permeates the universe around
unfolding its soaring wings, all limits are high
hate creeps in, I cannot escape its decrepit sound
toss my coffin split in fragments; I pay my price

Like a motion picture, I give control to the unknown
oh sweet hate I love and miss thee, but we must part;
I no longer need your noose or loathing to be grown
over and under I act like a saccharin sweetened tart