i don’t think i am a hateful person
but, when i close my eyes,
i see visions of splattered red and painted black
and the horrors of the world replay
in looped videos,
and, sometimes, when the sky is gray
a person features in my hateful visions
till they are consumed by a cyclone
of my hate and rage –
and i feel sick.
hate – a parasite –
grows slow within each of us
consuming dark souls
Chaos of Life 