You came into my life…
Just when my darkness needed light,
An angel in my eyes…
Wings of love painted innocent and white,
Here to kiss me with comfort and elusive happiness,
To warm the chill of so many futureless nights,
I was just another needful heart for your banquet,
The perfect feast to wet your bottomless appetite,
Because I honestly loved you that much…
I became the temporary target…
Of your self idolizing lust ;
Slashing airborne razors…
Rode every lie from your lips,
Two faced cowardly traitors…
Behind your smile they crouched and hid,
An illusion of smoke and shadow…
Invoked by a lonely prayer and a needful wish,
Behold the patron saint to beasts of prey,
One more low life…
Back stabbing…
Shameless…
Soul sucking pig ;
Like all creatures of your kind,
A precise and special kind of thief,
A world of trusting fools…
Walking around like happy meals with legs,
That is all a beast like you will ever see,
You revel in your self serving gluttony,
No matter how many hearts you rape and cheat,
You will never satisfy your thirst for tears…
Nor find enough souls to eat,
The wicked should never know the face of peace,
They should slither and twist in the wind…
If you know what I mean ;
I would want to mutilate myself…
When I looked at you,
How you could lie right to my face…
Intrigued this anger inside me,
I wondered sometimes if you really thought I believed,
Going from love to hate…
Was an abuse that really confused,
An emotional rapist was an experience new to me,
I just stood mesmerized…
Hip deep in your bile and sleaze…
Until I no longer could deny,
I had just lived through…
The sickest part of my life ;
Forgive and forget is so underrated,
Just cheap couch talk for a sleepy Prozac nation,
I do not want to ride the waves…
Of your alcoholic calm,
Or watch drug dazed fools try to defuse…
Soul sick hair triggered nuclear bombs ;
It is okay if I live and breathe…
Inside my pain for awhile,
Contemplating all the days…
I would smile after you die,
I get all heart buzzed and dreamy eyed,
A guiltless naughty tingle…
Tickles my tense and rigid spine,
How can I convey my heartfelt sympathies,
The lamentations of my soul…
In all its scorned hostility,
Still raw from the burns…
Forever scarred by your touch,
This testament I have bled for you,
I honestly hate your guts,
I really do :
Author notes
Section 1 : The Epitome of Hatred
Option 4 : Hate
A contest entry
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Comments
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this showed alot of hatred
And alot of pain
I really enjoyed reading this write
And thank you for your entry
And good luck

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Thanks much for your time and consideration, always an honor when another artist finds something of value in a piece of work, and yeah, I was pretty angry at that person...and the feeling holds true to this day.
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I loved this piece. Brutal in is effrontery and in-your-face with its tale of hatred. The words were bitter but the tune was sweet. The descriptions were painful, and the imagery was astounding. Terrific job on the piece, this is definitely the work of someone who knows their way around the world and can see it for what it is. I loved these lines: "A world of trusting fools.../Walking around like happy meals with legs," it truly said it all, it held so much bitterness and scorn for the modern world, for the people we know won't ever get how wretched the world really is.
Terrific piece, and the best of luck to you in the contest.
Amanda -
i like it but go over and see if u can do it a little better but u leave steal be good
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Long... and full of emotion, I can really feel your pain and hatred in this piece - well written!
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Thanks much, appreciate your time and feedback.It was an exorcism for sure writing this piece.
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