Freewrite #31 – Turbulence Of Acrimony

Hatred.
A spell that can have anybody embrace it.
A feeling heightened to the maximum!
When it’s laced with,
A bitter memory,
Or,
A few.
A vendetta all because of jealousy running through you.
How about every insecurity you had the chance to face,
Already,
Yet refused to…

And,
I believe we’ve all had a taste of its grip.
Same with matters,
Salacious,
When tempted by the madness of impatience!

…

But,
How do you survive its turbulence?
Those maelstroms in your tears ducts reversing bliss,
Back into the whirlwinds of a past thought to be dead in its tracks?
Silence…
The Beast inside never likes when you deflect its attack,
With one major belief.
That,
It doesn’t exist!
Inside a mind only you,
Yourself,
Can see…