7 August 2012
Everyone has felt it, so much it makes you sick,
A feeling so strong, your throat becomes thick,
'It's such a strong word,' weak people say,
But the emotion continues to pulse anyway,
You're frustrated so much, your eyes could shoot daggers,
Throw the feeling at them with such force that they stagger,
Hate is the word, hate is the thought,
Hate is the teeth- gritting emotion you sought,
Anger so strong it bubbles your throat,
Layered so thick you can see the hate- coat.
Those Days • Opuss № I