Hate Poetry

Corruption

I look at the world
through a pair of eyes,
That see past all
the hidden lies.

Of all the people
who roam the earth,
Who truly have
no real self worth.

The things I see
tear me apart.
They twist and stab
my tortured heart.

The cruel reality
leaves me amazed,
Left to stare
in a helpless daze.

Filled with anger
and overwhelmed by hate,
Dwelling on the pain
of my corrupted state.

Baffled by the unkindness
that surrounds my life,
Yearning for the courage
to pierce the knife.

Right through my heart
into my soul,
For my heart can't survive
with a deep black hole.

The hole in my heart
it has no end,
No person, nor thing
possess the power to mend.

I look at the world
through a pair of eyes,
Lost and in pain
as no surprise.