Cycle of Hate

Hate

It's such an awful feeling

One I never want to experience

Yet, I'm swallowed up by its wicked temptation,

Time and time again

I know it's wrong, that hatred is not the answer

But with time, I've found it's so much easier

To hate than to love

With hatred, all vulnerability melts away,

A mask of ignorance to block out all the shame

As long as it's worn, you can never crack,

Never really be hurt

It's the much simpler path

With love, there's no guilt,

None of the self loathing festering deep down

Instead, a warm, lovely sensation resides there

But love leaves you open,

Your emotions laid bare,

If you're damaged like this, it's impossible to cover back up

There's no running, not a sliver of yourself hidden

With love, you're left wide open

It's so much easier

To give into the hate

Than to foster the love