Hate

She's the hate within me. She's the nightmare that I have at night, and the tear that rolls down my cheek. Shes loneliness I get at night. She's the dark shadow in my room when I'm little and the monster under my bed. She's the poison they inject in me and the rapest who raped me. Shes the depression who nearly killed me and the pills I overdosed on. She's the manipulative happiness and the possessed evil. Shes the dad that ditched me at birth and the beating I get from my mum. She's the high the drugs give me and the relief from the smokes. Shes the pain I get when I wake up. Shes the ugliness I see in the mirror. She's the orgasim I get during sex and the fake love I get from the world. Shes the blood that runs down my wrist and the bruise from my fist. She's the sunlight during the day and the darkness at night. She's the medicine they give us and the disease that kills us. Shes the blade thats dragged across my skin. She's the poverty to the ones in need and the empty plate to the melnarished. She's my killer and my saviour.
~Rose