Hatred to overcome

 Hatred to overcome

~Miss A

It’s the hatred I’m greeting,
I know it’s okay not to be loved by all,
But somewhere in my heart,
Tears burn, it pierces, all this hate.
But to cry about it, is not worth it,
To hold on to the dry throat, grasping the air.

For once that I feel, nothing but fragile again.
Yet, I’ll quote, all the words of sugar,
So sweet, it’ll make you question your assumption,
Of all the things you’d spit; enjoy your redemption.
It’s a celebration being a woman,
To enchant all this fragility in beauty of femininity.

The skin keeps getting soft, but sorry not my heart.
It enchanters itself in a cage of serenity,
Away from you, away from all, away from me.
Brings me to choose myself, in a state so lonely,
Brings me closer to myself, in a dearth so homely.
It’s delicate, the influence of me that you’re being in.

Tell you, I’m in the corner, away from a light beam,
To be hunted down. Do I seem so pathetic?
The wolves are the lone hunters, it’s the tiger that chews,
I don’t see a difference between you and me.
Soulless eyes, putrid of shinning glimmers,
It’s mending my vision, yet I hope to see you again.

I see you becoming stronger ‘n stronger my precious woman,
As you break, watching you in dilemma, gives me pain,
There are so many things to fight for, but never complain,
Hope you’ll find peace in my arms, hope it settles you down.
I know they will burn with you too, when they see the glow,
You don’t have to speak much; my smiles would be your regret.




 

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