The hatred I feel lurks deep inside.
It manifests in away I never felt.
I hate the feeling of love.
I hate everything about myself.
Torture is my love.
Although I wish I had a tourniquet.
Something to cut off the feeling of my life and to torture someone else.
Manifestations I can not explain.
hatred is why I live.
Nothing I do can ever satisfy me.
The pain that lies deep within.
The pain that only one can have.
But never knows how to.
Hatred is all I feel.
Written by..
Megz
