Hate. It’s disdain. All energy is putt into the emotion. It’s anger. There’s no time or place for happiness when there’s hate. Its’ a useless emotion. It’s not enjoyable. It’s pain. To both sides. Thoughts fill up the bubble in your head and all you can feel and sense is the tension and anger. The feeling of knowing the person is near by. Same house, same building, same room. All you can think is how much you hate them. You want them gone. So easily, one thing gone and life would be better. The hated brings disgust. A sick, empty feeling inside. You get tense feeling all your muscles tighten and blood turns either scalding hot or freezing. Anger overwhelms and the person hasn’t even done anything. It’s just the hate that has self-contained itself into you. It’s its own being. It feeds off you and takes the spot of all other feelings. Violence comes in. the feeling, wanting, needing to hit, punch, kick, destroy… anything. The worst part is no matter how not wanted hate is... it remains. It rarely fades, and it festers itself and grows silently without your consent or acknowledgement.
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