• What do you call this feeling? The feeling to act on rash, harsh thoughts in the mere minuet? These feelings of disgust of at the sight of such people? The feeling, the urge that you can’t stop? The feeling that flies past hatred, soars through the space of loathing, these feelings that so desperately clings to whatever’s out there in the galaxy of dislike. What do you call such feelings? Such feelings that make hate seem like an simple word, such feelings that’d wake you in the night, that’s stop your very breath in your throat. such feelings? Do many know of these things? These feelings on this high level of an emotion? No. they wouldn’t be able to contain it. The horrible waves of feelings that one knows not of their names, or if they’ve yet to be placed in the English langue? Only few know the level of hate that these feelings rush you with, only a few. Only a few and they have been shunned by other humans.
    What do you call this feeling? I can’t last more than two minuets with these people. Such feelings make me sick, forces me to grip my fist to with draw my anger, to hold back from completely going off the edge. Blood drips down my chin, from where my teeth pierce my lip, to keep from falling off my sanity boat. What do you call these feelings? Some days I feel as if I shouldn’t resist, like I should just jump from my boat, slip off that edge. What do you call these feelings? Those days it’s too hard to breathe, it’s too much work to keep myself alive. How can u explain it? I feel as if I should just give up, quit, and who knows? Something good could come from it. How do you explain the feelings no one else understands? But even though it’d be easier to just forget every thing and lock my sanity away in a box, some days I feel that I must fight the emotions that such feelings spread through my body. How do you make other’s understand?
    What do you call these feelings?