High Intensity Hate

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    High Intensity Hate

    overwhelming rage...
    burning deep within...
    break out of this cage...
    seeping with sin...
    vision blurring with red...
    hate eating me from inside...
    wanting only to see her dead...
    with some cruel, evil pride...
    I slipped and fell from above...
    giving in to my demons within...
    mistaking lust for love...
    creating a life I can't win...
    fuel the pain everyday...
    thinking of this and that...
    cursing with every breath the light of day...
    hoping that one day Death will cure that...
    adrenaline pumping through more and more...
    pushing me closer to my break...
    seeing hazy visions of blood and gore...
    her body lying in a bloody lake...
    damn you for my misery...
    damn you for my pain...
    damn my past history...
    all of this driving me insane...
    I offer a prayer to one most bent...
    wicked devil, I pray thee, open your gate...
    let me end this torment...
    of high intensity hate...

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

    fallenknight’s Poems (23)

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    Blurring the Edges 0
    Lover's Delight 0
    Deathclock 0
    The Downward Spiral 0
    Vision of Your Face 2
    Unholy Among the Holy 3
    Take My Last Breath 1
    Sickness 1
    Regret and Shame 0
    Pleading 1
    Outcast 2
    Maybe Someday 1
    Liar 1
    Justice 0
    Invisible 2
    High Intensity Hate 0
    Gasping for Breath 0
    Falling Rain 4
    Endless Reign 1
    Demon Within 0
    Cursing Emotion 2
    Behind My Mask 2
    All Good Things 1