Love Or Hate?

Both are strong feelings. You get to decide which overpowers your life.

Did you not promise to stay forever?

Even if the problems were bigger than the other,

She slit her wrist and faked a smile,

Miles apart she was from her mind,

She was too confused and sick of life,

She stepped into her grave,

With hatred running through her veins,

Her hands were out of control,

Her eyes saw red,

Before she knew what she did,

She already killed the love of her life.

Author's Note

I believe every poem should have something that helps people get through their life problems. I hope mine helps y'all to solve the dilemma of love or hate. Thank you for reading, you lovely people.

Reviews

[PloughBoy]

It's true what they say. There's a very fine line between love, and hate. Sometimes, when loves turns sour and morphs into hatred, it forces us to hate ourselves, to a degree, wondering if we were the root of the failure. However, harboring hatred does no one any good, and can clearly lead to self-destruction, as it did here in your raw and powerful poem, Simran Kewlani...

[Simran Kewlani]

Thank you, PloughBoy. :)

[PloughBoy]

It was my pleasure. :]

[Vidya Bacchus]

You my darling Simmy have such a way with your words.You always make me feel what you are writing about.Another excellent pen my friend :)

[Simran Kewlani]

Thank you Vee. :*

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome hunny :)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Wow that is one powerful poem, it is hard hitting in the emotional department.

[Simran Kewlani]

Thank youu. :)

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

You are very welcome.

[Frieda P]

Wow Simran, love that twist at the end....took me by surprise, a profound read. Kudos!

[Simran Kewlani]

Thank you Frieda. :)

[Frieda P]

My pleasure :-)