Friday, September 30, 2016

The Hate - Redux

A molecule is all it takes
Unstable, ready to explode
See the gaping maw of hell
At the end of the road

The hate is a never ending story
It lies waiting like a patient snake
The hate is cruel and never sorry
It whispers words like leaves on rakes

I've philosophised the reason why I feel
Troubled every now and then, for days
But the reasons elude me, off late
So silently I sit, in my own hate

I was going somewhere with this...but even geniuses like me fuck up at times.

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