"Hate": A somewhat angry poem

[Annapocalypse]

Hate is a powerful word
But those four letters can never
Describe these twisting thoughts
Emanating from the darkest corners
Of my soul

Unspeakable sins possess my thoughts
Smothering

This dirty, disgusting creature
You have made me
Sickens my mind, taints my soul

I need you to suffer
The way you made me suffer
These chains of torment and self-hate
Can never be broken
You sentenced me to this
Damned me

I suffered your sick satisfaction
Now you will suffer mine

Every line on your withered face
Will scream with agony
Beg for mercy
A mercy you never gave me

No God can ever cleanse the souls
Of the sinners
One day you will know the true meaning
Of hate
No God can save you

[[Luna]]

Your poem is so powerful.
I really felt the anger, pain and the need for revenge!
Very well done x

[Annapocalypse]

Why, thank you. *Squeezes* x

[HealingAngel]

Wow, you can definitely feel the emotion behind this. 'Twas very wonderful! *claps*