It's the churning in my stomach again,
beyond anger, beyond pain,
beyond anything I've ever felt before.

it's those tunnels that scope my vision,
like the ******
staring down his gun.
It's that -
unforgettable sound
of porcelain shattering under your skin,
like muffled screams -
into the midnight pillow...

For I am
the ****** in every war,
in every untold "love story."
I am
what dwells
within a fighting heartbeat,
the pulse, the backbone,
the very ******
of every knife in the back.
without hesitance
I'll turn your world upside down
and inside out;
just to paint the sunset red.

I'll be there for every breakup,
every fight, and every fall.
I am
a Monster
un-welcomed to most,
yet embraced by so many.
I bring the demise of friendships,
courtships,
and all good things.
and yet I am always around,
even when you think I'm not,
I am
there to guide you
into
that rage you can't control...

Born of vengeance, envy, and jealousy;
i give birth to bloodshed, pain, and tears...

I am love, I am Hate...