Love poem

Why does this terrible feeling linger
Like a hangover that I cannot be rid of
And as if it senses its own intolerability
It clings and hangs ever more tightly
Making the pain more effective than before
Why or why do I feel this guilt?
Why does your face bring me pain?
Why does that never dying feeling return?
Why does it make me feel so trapped?
My conscience troubles me!
Makes me hate everyone and everything
And even weirder...
I hate myself the most!!