HATE:

A seething darkness sits at the bottom of my heart. Years of disappointment, hurtful words, dreams dead and gone. It sits there and bubbles just waiting to jump. Then it happens, the moment the darkness has been waiting for. A word drops, a voice raised, then its in the air and floats around for eternity and darkness jumps up, boiling over spilling onto everything that comes into its path. So hard to feel, so hard to smile when you veins are pulsing with blackness and your heart and mind race at the same speed drowning in the ooze of the darkness.