"When people start to hate
they stop living."

my history professor
once told me that.

in my times of weakness
when you slither into my mind
and bite down
like you so often did.

I remind myself that if
I let the venom s p r e a d
I am no better.

so go on
keep smoking away the pain
you inflict onto others.

but I can tell you this,
I ****** your venom out
long, long ago.

and learned how to
move on from the bites of others.

it's a shame, really..
that you can't
say the same.