Sinking
I hope my eyes bored deep into your soul,
The soul that has no feelings,
No emotions.
Your heart doesn’t pump blood,
Blood that sustains life,
But instead pumps hate,
Hatred towards life.
When you speak,
Words do not come out,
But vile hissing from the demon trapped inside you,
But not a demon from the abysses from hell,
The demons you create for yourself.
Wallow and swim in your own self pity,
I will not drown with you,
You’re sinking and sinking,
Reaching for help,
But it is too late for that.
Never forget
The hatred you hold,
It is your downfall.
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