Contorting its rage
All who get sucked in
When gripped with its power
Sanity becomes anchorless
Their mind fogs with its own clarity
Watching and waiting
For when you feel alone
Waiting and watching
For its time to strike
Patiently standing in the corner
Of your own dark mind
I wrote about hate if you couldn't tell! Hope you enjoyed it! -H
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