Faded Hatred

by Rebecca Mahar about a year ago in sad poetry

It's never good to hold onto hate.

Faded Hatred

The fiery feeling that

fills your heart

with loathing

and anger that is

none too quick to leave.

It can consume your

life, turning you into

an unrecognizable monster.

It controls you and makes

you build an army to

feel justified.

Sitting in a dimly lit room

with plans plastered all over the

walls you ask yourself,


The feeling fades

and you’re left with the

realization that none of it

matters anymore.

The hatred stopped a long

time ago, but you tried to

bring it back to life each

and every time.

After a few years,

that hatred turns to love.

And you can forgive again.

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Rebecca Mahar

Hi there! I love writing and anything really creative and so I figured I'd try my hand here at writing poems and possibly stories. Everyone needs a hobby, right?

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