I’ve known hate and I experienced fear

From dark to burning bright lights my heart pounds as the sounds of the fright ring in my ears of the thought of the past revisit my future fears.

Every eye open and every heart closed with a picture of the person you cherish the most.

Passing by your dreams and running into your reality of knowing the truth that won’t set you free.

A secret that is hidden from the world and a love that is banned from the mind kept away from even God above who saved me.

Hate isn’t always drawn by misery but fear, the fear of knowing, caring and loving is a secret that I always kept.

I’ve known hate and I experienced love.

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