Hate wears a beautiful facade…
Passionate and elusive…
She knows every tiny crime…
And keeps record of each injustice…
She paints her lips in self righteousness..
And combs her hair with disdain…
And every day…
And every night…
She does it all again…
Hate holds on desperately to…
A feeling of twisted connection…
She won’t let go for the world…
In her eyes..
Love is far more scary…
Because love means forgiveness…
And love means risking getting hurt…
And love requires you to grow…
And hate doesn’t ever want to change…
Hate drinks familiar poisons every day…
Hate can only stay alive…
By choosing destruction and chaos…
Endless cycles…
Endless stories..
But they all end the same…
Love…
Love sparks a moment of rare clarity…
Where the ego disappears completely…
And the only presence left…
Is one hate cannot win against…
You cannot hate another without…
Hating a part of yourself as well…
And in the end…
Maybe knowing hate..
Hid the layers of pain..
Only love could heal…
By
Lauren Kim Art 