Love and Hatred

February 19, 2010
I close my eyes
And F




Into that deep abyss
Where Love and Hatred
Are the only things that
A soft, heartbeat beating, lighting a light red
Blanket of Love
Surrounds me.
I lean into
And sigh.
A soft pillow
Mad of the same material
Creeps up underneath me.
Wrapped in my cocoon,
The Blanket changes
Turning hard, black, and suffocating.
The Pillow quickly changes, too
Turning black, hard.
Soon I’m drowning in a sea
Of pure Hatred
And then I remember
A time
Where Love
Used to be every where
And cry.

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