i hate poetry

I.

Hate.

Poetry.

Forcing words to rhyme
To sing
To scream

To slap a message in your face
To spill tears
To spill smiles

To mend the heart
To wake the soul
To entertain
To taunt

I.

Hate.

Poetry.

Stuttering again and again
Never being able
To get it to flow
Like I imagined

Making the words just right
Until I want them to die

No.

Until i want to kill them

I.

Hate.

Poetry.

And I think it hates me too...