Hatred 2

Crumpled

Dying in the dark

Flooded with tears

Hatred in one’s heart

Pain

Hurt

Death

All the same

Sweeping

Unforgiving

Curses of life

As dark turmoil

Feeds the mind

Memories has no use

Copyright 2008 Micgui

Hatred

sadness has its face

but never has its name

a knot inside

very well hidden

in ones mind

the hurt is growing

inch by inch

flowing in each heartbeat

ease it if you can

but never

there will be no one

only truthful lies

of someone waiting.

nothing is there

only a reflection of your solitude.

Copyright 2008 Micgui