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by Tricky Author IconMail Icon
Rated: E · Poetry · Drama · #925101
I was in that state when I hated everything, so...
Hatred

I hate my life's track
I hate it that I have to go through this path
When I make a mistake I can never look back
And then all I do is try and walk ahead fast

I hate my emotions
I hate my feelings and their devotions
I feel like being lost in an ocean
With no way out or any door which open

I hate my writing
I hate my sayings and creations
Cause people with no inspiration
Never understand them with the correct imagination

I hate my heart
I hate what it did to me from the start
All the shit that has happened and how it was caused
Was no one's but my heart's fault

I hate my breath
I hate how it comes harder than death
Just thinking of it puts me in all this mess
And so I never get the chance to rest

I hate my eyes
I hate how they hurt after I cry
They just ruin all my tries
Of having the chance to feel better and up high

I hate my every way
I hate how I express what I want to say
And all the games I always play
Faking my feelings everyday

I hate my friendships
I hate how they all rotten like fish
And have the taste of some old-left-over chips
To have a long-termed one is my biggest wish

I hate my question why
I hate it when I always lie
And oh god oh my
The heavy stone in my heart is not allowing me to fly

I hate my friends
I hate it that they're not with me because I'm Hend
They'll just here so I'll lend
Them my help so they can pass the year to the end

I hate my people
I hate me family who tell me -with their looks- I shouldn't come any nearer
Can they be any more clearer?
And that makes the wound even deeper

I hate my…god, I just hate my life
I hate this stupid bite
Which doesn't want to stop hurting me on the inside for one night?
But what can I do? It's god's Write, right?


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