It began as just a sore and then it multiplied to three, this cancerous growth, known as hate.
Taking over her heart and soul, she felt oh so ashamed, but there are the 3 of them to blame.
Love them she did with all of her might, in different kinds of ways, in different kinds of light.
The light is now covered with darkness and despair, where will it lead her, does anyone care?
There are no more steps to climb up too,  to make up for their destruction.
The agonizing pain and feeling of anger, swelled into her heart, which made her even madder!
They are selfish and cruel, only thinking of themselves,
where oh where will she go to dwelve?
This intense hatred for all 3 of them, made her want to be evil and punish all the men!
But all men are not like them, for they are her salvation.
They keep her laughing and hoping, not death of cremation.
Ashes to ashes dust to dust, destroy the love she had for them all.
Hatred so strong it embeds her life, now she is in the dark and takes a fall!
Rolling away from the pain they gave into her world, is there a chance to forgive, is there a cure?
A cure to end the hatred she feels within,
she wants to heal,  so let it begin.
Fire of rage, fire of night, make the hate go away, away from this sight.
A sight so horrible, like cancer it grows, an endless journey, a sleepless doze.
Wake up and shout, destroy the hate, they are all evil, not much more she can take.
Together as one, mind body and soul, to erase the hate and that is her goal.