Hatred

Where love ends,
Hatred begins...
Hatred can make love
Seem like a forgotten emotion,
It will rob you off your good convictions
And show you a new imagery,
Of blasphemy and treachery!
Good instincts will take flight,
Vices will then thrive,
Making your world an archive
Of all except delight!
Yet there is delight
In hatred,
Somewhere in the core.
It takes away your love
But dont forget it does heal your sores!
It is the beginning of corruption,
But in a strange way,
To some it's a total satisfaction!