Change

All the love and hope carefully nurtured

has splintered. They only come through

in short lived gasps that are quickly lost.

What remains is a hot boiling cauldron

of hatred for everyone that has ever hurt

me. To love those that laugh at me, talk

spitefully of me and are dishonest with

their loyalties has been a great challenge

and one that I have in the end failed. I

hate them all now and can only hope that they all experience pain and pain and pain and pain.................