Hate Hurts
Ken Ellison
There is pain
in your harsh eyes
That has caused hatred to rise,
Until you're consumed by it's fire
Smoldering with misplaced desire.
Devoured by the loathing you
feel,
Your hatreds not imagined but real,
With mental anguish you try to cope,
Grasping for bits and pieces of hope.
Empty days and nights are
tatters,
Not anyone or anything matters,
Hate has replaced your heartache
Until others you scornfully forsake.
Old friends stopped coming
around,
Rumors are bristling thru the town.
Your emotional state has stressed all
Until even family no longer calls.
You spend your time wasting
away
Thinking he will be back someday,
A hating heart holds you in solitude,
Fueling the angry fire of your mood.
You blame everything and
everyone
For your lifetime that's been undone
But above all you bitingly blame him,
He deserted you on a senseless whim.
By the bed sits a picture of
the bride,
Your handsome groom at your side.
Two lover's in a wedding ceremony,
Beginning new life in happy harmony.
You will never know where he
fled
Soon after the wedding night bed,
Bitterly your heart learned to hate,
While you sit smoldering and wait.
Title: "Hate Hurts"
Written by: Kenneth J.
Ellison 04-12-04
(Revised: 04-10-06)
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