Why Hate?

i abhorred once

what i am now.

i couldn't stop then.

now, i don't want to.

your blood is so potent-

it takes over my will.

it drives my senses.

a pull so strong-

i cannot resist.

i still see

your screaming face.

and i wished i could stop.

Oh! i wish i COULD...

but you were a magnet-

a BLEEDING magnet.

why am i Forsaken?

no hope...

not even a delusion.

i still cannot like myself.

but why hate?

WHY HATE??