Hate.

A Poem by Jess Holden

The first part of a mini collection of poems. Enjoy.

She's got no idea,
She just doesn't know,
She's gotta live and learn,
And lose a few to gain.

She just doesn't know how it feels,
To pay the ultamite price,
To lose the ultamite prize,
And just to exist in her own hatred.

She never really knew,
How it felt to lose herself,
She never really expierenced,
Love.

Her friends all told her,
"we're here to hear and see you,
Even when the skys grow dark,
Even if you go blind,
We'll stand by your side and help you through,
These toughest of times."

Yeah, she herd their pleas of no,
Yeah she was smiling all that days before,
But none of that mattered anymore,
It was only the hurt there.

Who always sat beside her?
Hate.

Who always put her down?
Hate.

Who destroyed her slowly?
Hate.