I believe in holding grudge

Reality n adversaries change people,they turn into a different person,from a kind loving person to a bitter hateful evil person but deep down it’s the love n softness they look for which stopped .

I’ve become as colossal as
My contradictory feelings are .
In years I now hate as passionately
As I used to love.
All the veins and the tributaries
Flow nothing but venom
Of my grand viciousness
Stemming from all the bricks thrown at
All the fire set on my home
And every thrash of the whip
Gripping deeper into my bleeding flesh.
There’s only grudge left
And nothing soft soothes the soul
The heart got a purpose
After all the futile effort of
Securing deserved affection.
It’s now filled with poison
And pumping it to a ocean of grudge
And carefully fueling it to sustain all predilection.
I’ve poison running all over me
But there’s somewhere the demons
Stop when I feel tears rolling down
From the eyes that unleash fire
Because nostalgia hits of a veiny hand holding me
Or a loving man wrapping me
And a woman choosing me
Also a little boy accepting me.
Some days I become tired of hating
And love bleeds in disguise of tears rolling.