Your hate is like a volcano,
Waiting to burst forth,
It builds, and rises,
Holds itself in,
for the peace of a moment,
But it is always building,
and forever getting worse,
until it must explode one day,
You may seem extinct,
but deep down,
I know,
It is not,
And it's only a matter of time before it explodes,
Burning everything in its way,
Including me...
For however much a volcano may love its land,
Hate....is a very powerful thing.....