I GET EASILY HATE

I get easily hate, but my retreat is hard, My rage subsides, leaving scars. I get easily hate, but my senses narrow, My courage remains, a beacon to follow. I get easily hate, but my focus stays still, Until I lose myself, and my mind grows chill. Like an old person's brain, foggy and worn, My thoughts astray, my heart forlorn. But once I'm close to you, my senses revive, Your voice, a symphony, my soul alive. The peace you bring, a haven from my past, Tumultuous memories, forever to last. Your presence ignites a zest, An everlasting sense of being blessed. Like treasure, you unveil wonders anew, Before you, hate consumed me, but now I'm true. By Bright