Another Word For Hate
I am nothing anymore
So vacant, so cold
I feel discontent now
At every turn
I am so empty, so void
Yet so full of pain
At myself, at you
My life has changed, not wholly new
But frozen in anguish
Never moving on, forgiving
Stuck in a timewarp of hate
Making me a bad person
Because I cannot relate
Without empathy, I stagnate
I am what I despise
You created this, but it is what I still fuel
A being of self loathing, of outward personas
But inner dilemmas, never resolving
Life is cruel, people are worse
And all that is left of me
Is my own damned curse
Trisha Hilton
October 2017



















