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

[TPK Stories]

Sadly...I can relate to this poem...with a few people in my life...so emotional....

[Kenneth The Poet]

Spooky scary stuff. A heavy bit of prose about how life and love leave hanging out to dry...or from a proverbial rafter.

[Priscilla Sayers]

So able to reach the truth behind the emotions we feel, so far you reach into the very depths, awaking the darkness, stirring the darkness within each living soul.
You are a fabulous writer. A pleasure to read.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This is a great picture of how our emotions can destroy our humanity...wear us out, tear us down. You portray this so well. And I positively LOVED this line, " a twisting grin on freckled frowns" Great stuff!