Pain, pain encroaching.

Loathing thoughts bespoke.

The hate they breed farther reaching into your soul.

The cause, manufactured from doubt, doubt of one's abilities...

Takes a toll.

That toll of which is ever feeding, feeding on your soul.

It gives you thoughts of hate and pain, and tries to change you from deep inside your brain.

These thoughts and feelings do not belong to you, they belong to who has inflicted them upon you.

This you know is true.

But yet you blame yourself...

True pain and hate is not made from what is said, it is made from what is done.

Lies and greed do not kill, nor do hate and anger.

The ways you feel can not be true if they can be summarized on a one-pager.

Jumping to conclusions is a fools errand and reaps no reward.

Look inside and judge yourself, you'll find that the only truth is your damaged pride.

Stop and think before you choose violence, or decide you want to end your life.

There is *Always* another option... (End)

Take care, lovles ^w^<3