Pure Hatred

by Justin   Feb 11, 2007


There is no word for this kind of hatred for existence
I dream of death; of killing and violence
The hunger to tear him grows
My chest tightens with every breath
I try to calm myself, but I feel only hate
I have tried to forgive, I have tried to forget
I have tried avoiding the issue
A man cannot contain his emotion indefinitely
Soon you will see, soon you will know
I will show you hatred
I will bring you pain
I will do unto others as they have done unto me
All my rage has no escape from me
Hatred will inevitably overpower

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