Thoughts of Hate

Why i hate, why?? what i don’t like?

reason are pretty hard for me to justify.

things changes, But i am the same again.

hatred remains the same, its hard for me to forget what have changed.

What happened with me it filled me with debt,

i am just returning your debt day by day over again and again.

The beauty in hate is more intense, more than a love can summons.

no worries, no sorrow, no crying nothing to borrow, pure hate.

I just love to hate.

One word powerful enough,

to destroy every bit of love you hold.

Thinking about hate is a part of me strong and bold,

I love to have, hate to abolish.

Love is, not forgiving people and love to hate them for life.

I am soft hatred too sometimes with hate inside i am not fragile.

HATE IS A STRONG FEELING,

FEELING OF STRENGTH,

FEELING THAT NEVER BITES