Words? Or Art?

Hate

It is a poison running through my veins.

It controls me, taking over the reins

I can't breath, can't think for myself.

The controller is a thing it's self.

I am under a dark spell.

You may never even live to tell.

For I get violent.

Even though violence, I resent.

I can't help the feelings I get.

Even though I do things I later regret.

It's not me, you must understand.

The hatred grows, it expands.

It turns me into a monster.

I become a evil creature.

And I think things I would never think.

There is no answer, no visible link.

I have tried to stop myself listening to these voices in my head.

But when these voices start talking I only see red.

Can you please save me?

From these thoughts you cannot see.

Only you can save me from a horrible end.

You can stop these thoughts hate sends.

So will you save me or will you not?

It does not take so much, not a lot

Just kiss me hard one last time

And I'll float away if your heart beats with mine.