What are your motives,

For your abuse,

What can they be?

Accused of things

I've never done,

This seems strange.



Your motivation, for my humiliation.



I'm pressurised,

So many times

By your presence,

Your very existance

Has become

My obsession.



My infatuation with you damnation.



I experience

Dangerous thoughts,

That are all too real,

How can one man

Inflict in me

So much hate.



My obsession with your destruction.