This is a short poem I have just wrote about "Hate". How it tends to take control over people and lead them astray. Having a constant battle with 'it' and trying to keep an equal side rather than be completely full of hatred towards someone or something...
A constant conflict, between me and involving you
Pressured into thoughts not of my own but brought upon me by your spindling clues
Daring to use a curse but much too afraid, I feel a strong word on the horizon of my lips
Self-defence within my minds control, clambering to shut you out like an impending eclipse
You cast a spell over too many judgements, sending out signals in a collection of messages
Although you may be wise and pertain a certain way, in the end I only see dark presages
There is no control over me, I retain an equality
Conquering you would be my greatest victory.
"Looking for somewhere to stand and stay, I leaned on the wall and the wall leaned away."
