• To this date I have felt this many times
    Blinding me from truth
    Choking me with lies
    Waging wars between logic and Instinct
    Your mind a victim in the cross fire
    It makes you blind to reason and logic
    Instincts take hold
    Making you so bold
    Told to you as a child to not let it pass your lips
    But of course the foul word shall always slip
    There are times this word is said with no real passion
    Lord know it hurts when spoken with deep compassion
    Lasting but minutes
    Or maybe a life time
    Making your heart burn
    Turning relationships to dust
    Must I even say it’s name
    At the rate we feel it we should know it by heart
    Hate the most know feeling to date