Hatered (poem)

Hatered....
We all have something we hate,
No one love everything,
Completely,
No one does.
Let me tell you this,
If you are a person who does not hate anything....
Yet...
Please don't start hating,
Please.
Hatered is something that makes you feel dull inside,
When you remember,
Feel,
Hear,
See,
Smell,
That something you hate.
You may start crying,
You may become mad,
The feelings mix,
And nothing can be changed,
Unless,
You are a changing person.
Hatered is what I hate,
But I love it as well.
These are the mixed feelings,
I feel for Hate.
Some people love Hate,
Some people hate,
Some people kill it,
Some people don't even see it.
Feeling are mixed,
Feelings are always mixed up,
They're upside down.
Hatered...
There is a very thin string,
And you're standing on it,
Down below you,
Lays hatered,
On which you can fall,
And die,
But up infront of you,
There is love,
If you manage to come to it,
You will stay alive,
Hatered...
Hatered...
It has many names in many languages,
Hatered...
Hatered...
You won't believe me that Hate will someday rule the world,
And that it will once kill Love,
Which will be far in the future,
Which will be very very far away,
After mileniums,
After days,
Hours,
Minutes,
Even slightest passing seconds,
Hatered
Will
Someday
Kill
Love
And
People
Will
Hate
For
Enternity
(sorry....)