The Way My Period Makes Me Hate You

[carahmellow]

The Way My Period Makes Me Hate You

The way my period makes me hate you
is fierce and relentless.
Your words, sweet like syrup,
drip from your tongue,
coating the decadent pancakes I never asked for.

Your good ideas,
shrouded in a veil of stupidity,
crawl into my ears,
and grate every nerve to a dull nub
until I’m forced to smile
through pained, crooked teeth.

Your hot, heavy legs,
logs on my side of the bed,
beg to be violently kicked,
while innocently searching for mine—
The ones that drift to find yours
Every other night.

I’m sorry.
For what I do.
I want to apologize for the venom I spew
when this version of me 
claws from the pits of hell
and attempts to protect me
with muffled isolation,
while my body completes
its job.

It's one of those shameful ones, but enjoy it regardless.  

[CRNDLSM]

I like 'beg to be kicked violently'

'Every other night' almost sounds like every two days, maybe 'any normal night'?

[busker]

The Way My Period Makes Me Hate You

The way my period makes me hate you
is fierce and relentless.
Your words, sweet like syrup,
drip from your tongue,
coating the decadent pancakes I never asked for.

Your good ideas,
shrouded in a veil of stupidity,
crawl into my ears,
and grate every nerve to a dull nub
until I’m forced to smile
through pained, crooked teeth.

Your hot, heavy legs,
logs on my side of the bed,
beg to be violently kicked,
while innocently searching for mine—
The ones that drift to find yours
Every other night.

I’m sorry.
For what I do.
I want to apologize for the venom I spew
when this version of me 
claws from the pits of hell
and attempts to protect me
with muffled isolation,
while my body completes
its job.

I don't think you need the part italicised above. 
The rest of the poem is a good example of showing, not telling, and reads well