Cursed Hate

we can't help making fires.
those warm hateful pyres.
a hate growing burning brighter in inspire.
i hope you'll understand i'm letting go of your hand.
it was all part of the plan.
my mind is blank and empty running unmanned.
body moving aimless through this basic land.
driven by the hate with every step to the sand.
mind and body oddly rocking due to the mocking.
his heart to happiness is in constant blocking.
remains silent but like a volcano the clocks ticking.
know one will say how they were living.
but he knew the meaning of unforgiving.