hatred

If I could have a chance to turn back time, I’d hope you are not in my life. In the night, filled with stars, I walked alone, feeling deep, deep solitude. Deep in my heart, intense pain. Yearning for love, like a fire meant to diminish with every second. I see glimpses of the past; The pain when you walked away from me, the ground lashed by the rope— that's where it all began. Aching rage, full of pain. I clench my chest with a burning gaze. I hate that you left me with sorrow, in the darkest night, a heart of hollow. A wound so deep, it cannot heal with a single touch. Hatred is a curse, it cannot be healed; it's a poison that consumes people, leaving dark thoughts.