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Hatred
I only sought escape from the pleasure of torturous memories that never ceased to end. Intoxication may be temporary but madness isn’t easily silenced, and memories can’t be erased. I control my own destruction, hope has simply prolonged it. Evil lies within me and it took about a full bottle for that sweet voice to fall upon my ear simply speeding up the pace taken toward derangement passing previously footed ground. Her eloquently sweet voice uttered the most horrid of sins. I had so willingly lost all sense of control she was finally free. She made even the most unforgiving taboos possible. No holds, nor barriers not even conscience to stop me. It was intoxicating giving in to such transgressions the connotation of the word was completely altered …continuing that same steady pace on the same welcoming path taken few times before…No second thought occurred that night I choose my path and disregarded my future. Repercussions of that time never seemed to end others forgiveness only eased the remorse I continue to feel to this day. I just want to be free from what has become me. I thought of death as the only escape but it would only bring about an undeserved sense of peace and I deserve all abuse. Those who could not forgive me I only have this to offer I hate myself far more than you could ever hate me. Don’t underestimate my hatred when it’s all I have left…
Published 10th Nov 2011
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