Hatred.
Its that choking feelingWhen you know you cannot tell anyoneThat deep desire of yoursWhich almost came trueBefore you ruined it This is life.The despair and the smiles a part of it.Where one person makes the journey of a lifetimeAnd the other sobs and hurls abuses to a computer screen. How pitiful.How meagre.How absolutely pathetic.That someone’s happiness pricks you like thorns. I feel anger.I feel helplessness.I feel jealousy.I feel hatred.