I sat there crying, alone in the dark. I expected for it all just to go away. And when it didn't I needed someone to blame. And I blamed him for my mistakes. I started to hate him, and that tiny hatdred grew and grew. Suicide seemed like the only other choice.I grew more and more depresed untill I was a living shadow. Then the courtaines opened, the sun started to glow, and that warm fuzzy feeling I had before had entered its lair once again. It took a group of people to sit me down and tell me that I was loved, and always would be. Tis all good, they said. They even got mad when i put myself down,because of the hate that had grown inside of me. I wanted them to die because I knew what they spoke of was true. I hated the fact that I kept thinking i was nothing, worthless, and unloved. But now, I see it. I was wrong. I hate to admit that small little thing. Those few people that were there for me actualy cared. But still i had hatred left in my heart. I was eternely wounded, my heart shattered to peices. But somehow i found the will to live. I turned the hatred into words, and soon all the hatred that i had felt had vanished into the heavens. Now all I have left to rember of the hatdred that grew inside of me is this poem, my cure for hatred.
Reason for writing:
I started hatin my bf after he dumped me... i think you can guees the rest
Birth sign: Cancer
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