Hello, I hate you, don’t you tell me your name.
~the doors of judgmentalism
~Steeny Lou

Falling in hate

Falling in hate,
like falling in love,
is next to impossible to stop.

On the slippery slope of hatred,
there is little else to do but fall further down,
until you reach the dark and miry bottom,
where you can pray
that the dim light of apathy
will set in,
as you turn your back
and walk away
through the door
you hadn’t seen before.