Title: An Insider's Guide to Hatred

Hatred.

A feeling often directed

At me.

While many might argue

That no one hates me,

I know better.

Because even though

They don’t hate me now,

They will.

They always do

Eventually.

It’s only a matter of time

Before my heart breaks.

Again,

Again,

Again.

How many times has it happened now?

Too many

To count.

How many times

Will I be hurt like this?

How many times

Will people go behind my back

And whisper,

Their secret

Anti club

Dedicated 

To me.

Hatred feels

Like someone ripped a piece of my heart

And didn’t give it back.

How many

Have a little bit

Of my heart?

How many more will take it?

With the friends I have now,

I hope I never 

Feel that pain again.

But it's just wishful thinking,

Because they will leave

But I hide that truth in my mind,

And for now,

I live,

And hope.

That the worst will never come.

*** This is my first time posting to this community, and my friend really loved it and poetry has quickly become a way for me to get my feelings out without fear of being judged. So my poetry is really deep, and I hope you don't mind that I don't sugarcoat things 😅***