<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=549869" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dear hate...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dear hate...<br>Who am i meeting today? <br>Is it Fury? Rage? Pain? <br>im hosting Depression, anger, <br>and you...hate. And sadness...<br>She came yesturday<br>and she's been crying ever since.<br>Was it you? Making her cry? <br>I felt your wars inside of me, <br>You and anger, <br>Batteling ferociously, while<br>Depression sit's in the corner<br>Turning all black with his soft whispers of<br>'you aren't enough! '' <br>And Sadness sobbed<br>Which fueled your hate<br>And fueled angers anger.<br>Pain and Rage burst in<br>with a bleeding roar<br>Pain rests on my heart, <br>tired from her agony, <br>She bleeds through, <br>and, God, how it aches.<br>Rage joins <br>Yours and angers battle.<br>Who will rule my actions? <br>Who will rule my thoughts? <br>Who will rule my words? <br>You, and Depression, seem, <br>to have stolen my thoughts...Ruler of all.<br>You send Rage an Pain<br>to weave into my words<br>and anger and sadness<br>flow into my actions<br>All i hear is roaring, sobbing, agony<br>buzzing in my ears, words, thoughts, <br>and all i see when i look into the mirror<br>is fury swimming<br>in the eyes of a broken soul, <br>shattered and unwhole<br>like if i broke the mirror<br>watched it splinter into a million pieces, <br>then sent each piece to a different place, <br>Would they come back? <br>No...they would be lost forever, <br>With the mirror frame<br>Standing bare and empty, <br>Containing only memories of what used to be<br>It's wholeness is gone, and it is lost<br>And if some pieces did come back, <br>there would still be cracks, <br>and missing pieces...unwole.<br>Fixing the mirror, would be like fixing me<br>...impossible.<br>And like that frame, frames emptiness<br>I do to, except for my basic frame<br>Which is built from Pain, Depression, <br>Rage, anger, and you...hate.<br>Yours forever<br> Your Captured Soul</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Chelsea+Pieterse">Chelsea Pieterse</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=549869" data-title="Dear hate... de Chelsea Pieterse" data-description="Dear hate... Who am i meeting today? Is it Fury? Rage? Pain? im hosting Depression, anger, and you...hate. And sadness... She came yesturday and she's been crying ever since. Was it you? Making her cry? I felt your wars inside of me, You and ..."></div> </div> </div>

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