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.