The Enemies Of My Soul

Hate is the enemy my heart does not want
to surrender to
though sometimes my weakness comes out
and my tears begin to flow
perhaps if the people knew
the pain
they give one another
there would be no broken hearts
I wish to obliterate my enemies
words that fill your mind
with agony
breaks down the emotional bliss
and replaces it with a broken heart
I wish to obliterate my enemies
for hate has perished
the minds of the lonely
I wish to obliterate
hate.