Hatred never tasted so sweet

It doesn't matter what I say

you never understood that part of me

I don't know how I got here

I just stop living.

I just stopped caring.

Your rancor of who I am

only reinforces my long held suspicions.

This depression decays my inner lining,

festering until the last thread of good will frays

Hatred never tasted so sweet.

Dark thoughts, seedy as they may be

strangle out the last of your memory.

I watch you die

with a twisting grin on freckled frowns.

I sleep all day to forget you.

Bitter decorum dressed in false smiles

tease the senses, and invigorates my mind

bolstering that ever deeping hatred.

These four walls of resentment

fade the sun, and hold me captive

making me forget what freedom feels like

but you will never make me feel guilty.

Shades of your deceptions, dress sharply

Wistful promises full of pomp and happenstance

You lie, you always have

You can never take that back.

Washed of breath, and seamless life

your dead pale gray eyes laid open

I watched you die

I watched you die.

I felt nothing, nor did I care.

The taste of another's blood

lingers, deep within the recesses of my heart

Only serving to remind me

of how sweet life use to be.

But.... hatred never tasted so sweet.

Author's Note

Depressions beguile.

Reviews

[E.H. Monroe]

The actual death would probably be deserved but the idea of hammering a f*****g memory until its bloody is enticing.
"I watched you die" its almost said through tears. like youw ant so badly for that part of your brain to rot off and its just the painful reminder of how its not.

hell yeah sir, hell yeah

[Lina Grey]

Dark and twisted, hateful; yet the evident emotion also holds a strong grasp on bittersweet feelings, displaying an idea of near child-like purity to mix with the obvious and simply put animosity. All in all, quite beautiful, in a sad, distorted sort of way. Thank you.

[SkinlessFrank]

yes, this raises startling questions, especially about why there is some kernel of us that loves to hate, and then hates ourselves for loving the feeling...it makes me numb to read these strong words

[Ruth]

Emotions can stifle and yet they can stifle with beauty..such a strange beauty to them! This is awesome :)
I enjoyed this one a lot..such balance and conviction xoxo

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I really like this..it's dark and on the surface yes hateful, but there is a giveaway in a couple of lines that make me feel there is more to this than hate, you love them and hate yourself for it..I sleep all day to forget you and fade the sun, and hold me captive makes for a hidden message..really poignant writing..

[Dahlia Phoenix]

Hate is very sweet indeed. There's nothing like it. It makes you forget all reason and logic. Only to succumb to its irrational acts and anger. This had me on the edge of my seat. Wonderful poem!

[KAREN]

Yeah, hate can taste so sweet but later it eats you up! Great lines in this poem, very well put and written.

[joshua deathdealer]

Oh my.....yes hate does a very electric taste that pleases the senses...excellent work.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Heavy reading here George, that I feel at one point in our lives can relate! Your wording was strong and powerful!!

[Zoe Jay]

As dark as can be! This poem is not afraid to address and encapsulate the feelings of the very darkest moments in life, our very darkest natures and responses. This poem almost rejoices in it's darkness, unabashed, and as such, it is very powerful. The poem also becomes progressively more oppressive and also has a building sense of violence, which becomes more pronounced as the poem develops... quite menacing, and also very accurate to how dangerous, overwhelming, and murderous depression and hatred can become. Empathetic, but also a warning. Very, very powerful poem, and really polished, quality writing, great structure and good word choices, simple and plain, short syllable words, lots of impact.