[Rain]

A pain that cannot be eased away,
I would still be hurting anyway.
Vagueness that cannot be clarified,
It’s a hole without a bottom, endless.
The voice reaps you of your smile, your laughs.
It screams in your head, licking your mind clean.
The question that is constantly asked,
A burden that constantly bothers.
Bound to steal your sanity away,
The Hate will follow you through the days.

Well, now that's an interesting take on hate. This piece sounds like you're trying to push in the poetry section completely. I like your lyrical taste in poetry, this has a bit but not wholly so.

Anywho, I liked the imagery in the poem because it was creepy. I only say creepy because this hate might come back to me, but I hope it doesn't. Your tone, well, let's just say you always deliver.

(I'm Peppy, I just don't like logging on and/or I just like getting creative with the username. )

[Rain]

Thank you Peppy