A poem showing what hatred can do to your social life.

As the fires of hatred and loneliness encase my heart I turn away from those few who actually stood by me and push away those who finally want to come into my life. So my loneliness and hatred grow together and it’s my fault. I just have to get away from all this pain I need to be locked up in a dark room just like my heart.

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  • TroostAvenue on Nov 6, 2009

    I like this whole series today and your imagery seems to be developing. The organization seems a bit choppy to me, but that’s not the most important thing at this point in your development. It’s the development of the imagery that really counts for me. Why is everything so dark though. Is it because it’s easy or is it something else. You might try flying in a different direction for a while, but keep writing.

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