This loathsome feeling, <br />stewing inside of me, <br />this whole other person, <br />so dark and discreet, <br />so spiteful and bitter. <br /> <br />The infuriating sensation, <br />and racing pulsations, <br />I feel when I see, <br />see the person who did this to me, <br /> <br />I am not human, <br />I'm a monster, a beast, <br />the hatred grows inside of me like a disease, <br />it spreads to every inch of my body, aggressively. <br /> <br />The person I detest, <br />I detest so great, <br />Is the person, <br />who taught me how to hate. <br /> <br />I thought of this poem about hate as all of our hearts were once so pure and innocent, sometimes i wonder where this world is coming to!<br /><br />emily summers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hate-49/
