Just like the sun rises and sets each day. <br />So will my hatred continually eat away. <br />Until everything is gone. <br />And all that is left are the pictures I've drawn. <br />It burns so very deep inside of me. <br />Slowly consuming my flesh until it can burst free. <br />Then it will grow as it burns down all I worked so hard to create. <br />Sadly though I know this is just a matter of fate. <br />Even during times of peace it burns inside of me with its twisted light. <br />And I know that it could finally win even now on this night. <br />This hatred burns inside me so. <br />A hatred you will never know. <br />And everyday this hate will grow. <br />This hate that I must never show.<br /><br />Vasto Grom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hate-231/
