hate

poem about hatred

Hate


it enters through any part
of your emotional living body
it comes when you call it
but if called on it will cloud
your uses of wisdom and judgement
it will seep through you
consuming,eating,
twisting,destroying everything else

until it is all that's left
then you look back
on the moment you called it
then you wish it was gone
and wish it would never come back
but now,as you writhe and thrash on the ground
you wish it was gone

but it's too late now
it has control over you,
your actions,your thoughts,
and your emotions
there is now no way out


and there's no turning back

your fate was sealed when you called it

there is no cure
there is only one way out




redemption