Hatred
To feel the burn is not to be consumed by it.
Fear
To feel the cold is not to be frozen by it.
Despair
To feel the emptiness is not to be swallowed by it.

The choice is always there.
Right or wrong.
Light or dark.
Which will you chose?
Which side will you take?

Life or Death?
Love or Hate?

So easy to give in and give up.
So easy to surrender your soul.
Surround yourself in the power of the mob
No thought needed
No effort required

It is easy to give in to the burn.
Hatred feels so overwhelming
so right
sometimes
There is no effort,
no pain,
and it feels so strong.

Heat instead of warmth
Power instead of pain
Mindless destruction instead of exhausting creation

Give in,
Give up,
Give out.

Feel the burn of your humanity dying
Feel the death of your soul

Go on.

Hate.