Hate

Written last year, 9th grade, in English class. Spur of the moment, I do believe.

A dark feeling

Eerie and cold

A sensation of falling

Or sinking

Endless depths

Fiery in its chill

Burning in its dark

All consuming, fearsome

A beautiful tarnsformation yet

Like a black lake of glass

On a moonless night

Oh, the beauty of hate.

Reviews

[DeletedUser]

You did a great job of explaining how hate feels. It is really "fiery in its chill" and "like a black lake of glass". I liked your use of imagery also. Good job