Hatred is being instilled into my heart. But I won't accept it. I've grown to realise that hate hurts the hater more than the hated.

One day I will soberly rise above the gangsters, the evil, the billionaire, the blood, the lack of intelligence. Over the hill into happiness.

This house is scarred by enemies. It sweats with frustration at the lack of justice & revenge. It weeps with bitterness and sadness.

The only thing that keeps us alive is hope. The most dangerous of beliefs.

I for one can no longer care for a body who has wronged me. Instead I and we must see a life that need not cross that path again.

We do not need to kill to live. We do not need to fight our enemies to win. We do not need to hate in order to show who we love.

One day I will bump into you. When you are old, sick and lonely. I will not have hate in my heart or a tear in my eye.

You can rot knowing that your decisions did not effect me. Then in time, I can rot.... knowing I was good.