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??
