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2018-06-11

Hate (a 2nd poem)

Hate


A heat upon sparks my lips alight and puts fire upon my breathe
Anger and rage twist amongst my intestines sickening me
Stink of it rises up into my nose and makes me gag
The darkness of it blinds me and screams in my ears

No matter what I do and no matter how hard I try it plagues my thoughts
Fierce action is demanded by it as I strive for stillness
I choose flight over fight, to remove myself from the cause
And yet I take hate and it’s siblings with me without choice

Calm, peace, tranquility are what I desire not the loathing that I feel
Hate shatters my concentration and crushes my hopes and dreams
Upon an altar of spite and shame dies my self-respect
Self-loathing collapses me and drains what strength

Hate fills my chest and chills my spine as breathe by breathe I live
Anger makes my brow sweat in effort to do no harm at all
Rage makes me shake and shudder as I walk in tight circles
Impotently I bow my head and can’t look others in the eyes

I hate… this.