embraceing hate
sevensins
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i hate you, and i know how to use such words
i want you to feel tne pain you bring me
i want you to meet your god,
and wach him spit in your face
no soul living or dead could love such a rech,
no god who loves his son could show sypathy for the devil
light the fuel to burn a hole the frees my love from your hands,
you will not smother my light
you will not condem me to your name
in the simetry of hearts i will watchyours struggle and die,
and i will feel nothing but relief
i am my own saftey, my own home
i need no roof, no food
i rather die then take drink from your cup
from silence hangs my body,
from darkness runs my words,
i will stray from sanity and light if it allows me to see your blood,
i know you could never love someone who you treat this way.
you know nothing of love,
you know nothing of god,
but god knows you, his eyes see all after all
you will be judged,
i embrace my hate for you, like a blanket
it is fimiliar......
light the fuel to burn a hole the frees my love from your hands,
you will not smother my light
you will not condem me to your name
in the simetry of hearts i will watchyours struggle and die,
and i will feel nothing but relief
i want you to feel tne pain you bring me
i want you to meet your god,
and wach him spit in your face
no soul living or dead could love such a rech,
no god who loves his son could show sypathy for the devil
light the fuel to burn a hole the frees my love from your hands,
you will not smother my light
you will not condem me to your name
in the simetry of hearts i will watchyours struggle and die,
and i will feel nothing but relief
i am my own saftey, my own home
i need no roof, no food
i rather die then take drink from your cup
from silence hangs my body,
from darkness runs my words,
i will stray from sanity and light if it allows me to see your blood,
i know you could never love someone who you treat this way.
you know nothing of love,
you know nothing of god,
but god knows you, his eyes see all after all
you will be judged,
i embrace my hate for you, like a blanket
it is fimiliar......
light the fuel to burn a hole the frees my love from your hands,
you will not smother my light
you will not condem me to your name
in the simetry of hearts i will watchyours struggle and die,
and i will feel nothing but relief
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ah seven, how much you continue to progress since the very first sevensins poem i was fortunate enough to read. you just keep getting better and better.
i felt every word you said here and i'm not about to give you my two cents on the hate. there's a home for you here, where i hope you feel the love we have for you. on the days when things aren't going well....these two lines, focus on them...you'll be just fine.
and we'll all be here waiting for your poems and songs.
a father and a son can be the greatest of friends or the strongest of enimes.
coleen, thank you. this was kinda just written to be written. i feel frightened by it to be honest. my own hate can be frightining.
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writing to be written, i figured as much, that's why i have endless amounts of faith in you. you use your poems and music as a release which in itself is a positive thing but like i said before you just keep getting better and better with every song/poem i read.
as for being frightened by your hate, i think i'd be more worried if you weren't able to see that the hate can have a negative impact on you. your concern shows that you know that. i could go on about hate's detriment to you, but i'm afraid you'd feel as though i'm lecturing you and that isn't my intention.
i just wanted more than anything to remind you how important you are to us here. how impressive your work is and continues to be. and just to make sure you know that you are one hell of a good guy! ((((seven))))
Not so. It really stayed with me the whole day, especially "I am my own safety, I am my own home".
It truly is a beautiful poem. We Italians are not as afraid of hate as you are, perhaps because we use the term more casually, as just the opposite of love.
Hate, or perhaps better anger. An important weapon of resistance and change, in my eyes.
I think I see what you mean now...
i dont believe in hate ethire. but just like love it can come over a person no matter how hard they fight. i wasnt preaching, in fact i would never preach anything to anyone. cuz fraincly i'm still figuring the world out, and so is everyone else.
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i hope i do too. one of the things about being 16 is that you're still painting in the numbers. but i will say, that this was written in the heat of the moment. and wile my anger and hurt remains, color can sometimes dissapere when your in a moment and return when your head can focus again.
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