Hatred
I wear her hatred like
a cloak.
Dark, heavy,
it envelopes me
in blackness.
I cannot breathe.
It hisses as I walk
like snakes
with poison tongues,
darting in and out.
My ankles bleed.
The heavy hood weighs
down my head
blocking out all light.
I am blind.
I cannot escape
this vile cover.
It has permeated
my skin,
my soul,
my heart.
I wonder,
if it has poisoned her too.
She must die.
If I am to continue
to live.