My beloved, why do you shout?
I loved you so, but you put me outside,
i search for you, though you hide
still my loyalty you doubt.

I will not walk, I will not run,
from you, here I shall stand,
your face, eww, i find it bland
BANG, BANG off goes my gun.

Love and hate, so close they are,
your whispers yell,
pull my finger; smell,
loathing and trust, they are but far.

I hope this finds you in good health,
I have took thy pills,
Oh RUN for the hill! (yes there is only one..)
and pray that i do find proper help.