The Me I Was Before

Pure hatred has consumed me, both my mind and my soul. The fire that burns within me has taken control. It’s not a need for vengeance or trying to right a wrong, but a desire to find the peace within me, that once was so strong. The power of love can fill you with hope of what might be, and every happy dream becomes a real possibility. The hole that’s left engulfs you, when that gets taken away and creates a space for evil to come inside and stay. The morbid thoughts often scare me and I’m afraid of who I am. This person I’ve become, I just don’t understand. It was one act of betrayal that changed me to the core. I wish I could go back to the me I was before.