I am in danger of failing a class

It is only the beginning of the term

There have only been seven days of classes

I am in danger of failing my art class

I have not drawn anything in close to a month

I try every day

But nothing comes

The paper mocks me

Nothing comes

He hates me

I keep destroying the precious peace I fight tooth and nail to forge with him

A few moments of peace and then I blow it all away

He hates me

I woke him up at three in the morning

The look in his eyes said everything he didn't

He hates me

He doesn't want to see me

He won't speak to me

Once again

He hates me

He's not alone

I hate me too