I Wish I Could Hate You
Even after the horrors I endured,
I can't stop loving you.
You knew this,
and used it against me,
a weapon forged
from my own heart.
I will love you
until my last breath,
but I wish I could hate you.
I want to despise
the way you shattered me,
to curse your name
for every lie,
every wound,
every night I cried alone.
But my heart,
treacherous as it is,
holds onto the love
that should have died
with your betrayal.
It clings to the memories,
the moments that felt real,
the facade you wore
so convincingly.
I want to hate you,
to banish the ghost of you
from my soul.
But instead,
I am trapped in this prison
of love and pain,
chained to the remnants
of what we never truly had.
Even in my darkest moments,
when the shadows of your cruelty
loom large,
I find no solace
in hatred.
I am bound by this love,
inexplicable and relentless,
a force that defies reason
and keeps me tethered
to the hope
that never was.
So, I wish I could hate you,
to find freedom
in anger and disdain.
But instead,
I love you still,
even as it tears me apart,
a testament to the heart's
tragic loyalty.
Author Notes
"I Wish I Could Hate You" is a raw and deeply personal reflection on the complex emotions I grapple with in the aftermath of my relationship with Frankie Zerella. Despite the horrors and relentless psychological abuse I endured, I find myself unable to stop loving him. This poem captures the heart-wrenching struggle of loving someone who has caused immense pain and trauma.
Frankie knew the depths of my love and manipulated it, turning my own heart into a weapon against me. Even now, after all the suffering, I can't bring myself to hate him. This poem explores the internal conflict between love and the desire to feel justified anger and hatred for the person who shattered my life.
Writing this piece has been a cathartic process, allowing me to confront the lingering love that defies reason and keeps me tethered to a hope that was never real. Through these words, I hope to convey the painful reality of surviving narcissistic abuse and the complex emotions that victims often face. My wish is that sharing this poem offers solace and understanding to others who have experienced similar struggles, helping them feel less alone in their journey of healing.
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