I Hate

I found this piece today that I had wrote on April 1st of 2007. I slightly updated the links to bring it current because I wanted to share it with you here. Although I occasionally do feel this way now, I am happy to report that those feelings are not as lingering nor as intense as they were before.

For this reason, I see hope

I hate politics. I hate politicians. I hate what it’s done to me.

I hate neocons. I hate Bush and Cheney. Worse yet, I hate Democrats that enable Neocon policies.

I hate this country. I hate what it has become.

I used to be proud. I was ignorant. Now I am despondent and full of hate.

I used to be patriotic. I was naive. I feel like I was raped.

I used to be a good parent. Now I am poison. My hate steals their youth and innocence.

No one cares and I’ve given up trying to. Humanity and society can go to hell for all I care.

Politicians aren’t human. They are liars. Some just lie more then others.

The future grows dimmer and the true path grows narrower. Whatever happens so be it. The truth was known and I spoke it.

I am the Lorax and for what it is worth, I spoke for humans. I am going away and I don’t know if I’ll ever come back.

I feel sad and I am going to cry. I hope I die.


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  1. diaries/essays, and am barely literate.  But I’m going to offer a suggestion anyway . . .

    You see hope now, so IMHO, this essay comparing your deep disillusionment last year with your hope now should be entitled “I See Hope.”

    • Alma on March 12, 2008 at 00:14

    Glad you are feeling better than last year!

  2. But don’t forget, too, that there were other components added to the scene that comprised those feelings of last year.

    Removing one or even a couple of them, I’m sure has helped!

    Cheers, buddy!

  3. The first time I read it, it was like noticing a grenade. It worried me. Having faced depression, many times, often alone, sometimes on bridge rails. Despite my experience, I don’t know the magic word to make things ok.

    What I can say is that I have affection for you, and I wouldn’t have that if I didn’t have respect for you.

    If you read these words, please remember them, and know they are this few because of tears.

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