Oh, dear hatred;
Hatred for it all.
A strong dislike for life,
A feeling of regret,
And I cant stand anything or anyone.
Dear friends come around,
Sending me canvases,
So I can send them back with art and happiness.
But I have nothing but disdain.
Pure sorrow is inside me,
A mixed emotion
I am lost in life.
My dream is what I thought I had,
But living nightmare is reality.
I cant find happiness down this alley,
And the wall across from me is solid rock.
I want to be home alone, reading philosophy
Writing poetry
Playing guitar and piano
Drawing sketches of people that don't exist
Falling in love
Or talking to a fresh new face.
But with every thought of light
The darkness must be vanquished.
And when it wears off,
The sadness will be vanished--
Hopefully.
