Hate | Dark Music Box Version

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When someone hear this, they can feel the silent anger in this music, how slowly something is made building, that strong feeling of hate and resentment, the impotence, simply amazing!

underworldthings
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Hate is a funny little feeling, often used in a word to describe minor annoyances.
Not many know how it feels to truly hate someone.
To want to rend them to pieces and rip them from your life like a cancer.
To kill them and feel their blood on your hands, to wish to see the last light of life leave their eyes as you stand over them.
The saddest part?
They never expected you.
Why would they?
You loved them, they counted on it.
But they never knew,
You must love someone
before you can
TRULY HATE THEM.

TheLegendsunleashed
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3:04 Best part, it’s where most of the anger that was slowly building up from the beginning. Now is beginning to show more, as if getting revenge on the person that’s hurt you so many times.
Or it’s just the hate at its strongest.

Nxne
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I am the pain you desired.
I am the hurt you felt.
I do not feel love.
I do not feel regret.
I feel agony.
I feel pained.
I am your only friend.
I am your only shadow.
I am the only one who stayed.
I am your only emotion.
I am there for you.
I am hate.

HRfangirl
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Majority of the comment section:
*talks stuff about hate*


Me:
I love this music box

LazWasHere
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“ The way he looked at me....
The way that he touched me years ago....
The way the memories grasp to my heart...
The way that the moon shines upon the broken soul....
The way he smiled and brought upon happiness...
The way he delivered envy and worry...
The night my soul died....
I know I was drowned in hate....
While I survived the hate...
My hatred now seeks revenge...the way that this remorse feels is killing me...
The night of death shall be now....
Why not?...
If my life has been imbedded within hate....”

FV-tgsz
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Can't you feel it?
It's growing strong.
The red hot flames of anger burn your face.
The fiery fury flows throughout you.
They never listened.
They never cared.
They never noticed.
But they will pay for what they have done.
They will pay for what they have said to you.
They will pay for what they said of you behind your back.
They will pay for neglecting you when you truly needed them the most.
They will pay for using you.
They will pay for drawing not laughter and joy, but tears and self-esteem lowerance.
They will all pay...


*They will all pay...*
*They will all pay for what they did to you.*
*I am not an enemy.*
*Nor am I here to make things worse.*
*I am what you feel.*
*I am what you've been holding back.*
*I am what you need.*
*It's me, hate...*




*I'm back.*

xxdella_diamondsxx
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And she died alone.
Tears on her cheeks.
Broken hearted.
A sharp blade sticking through her chest.

jodiesundborg
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Alone again feeling the rage within.
The blood drips.
The skin rips.
The body will soon rot.
I will not escape my fate.

erebus
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Everyone's being poets so it's my turn.

*Hate.*
Hate..
What is “hate”?
Hate is a fire that burns deep inside
it starts as a spark, a flicker, flame
but grows with envy, bicker, pain.
It's never ending,
and the more you fight it,
the more you squirm,
the more you try to avoid the unavoidable...
Like an intrusive thought..
the more you repress it,
the stronger it gets,
the sturdier it gets,
it soon becomes entirely inevitable.
Hate fades in and out.
Hate comes and goes.
But you best leave it be,
and go with the flow,
so it cannot breed, cannot grow...
Hate is something you control,
but how you control it..
is to let it go.
Envy.
Anger.
Strife.
Regret.
Void.
Pain.
Hate.

TheFishbowlSyztem
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"I ask myself why I'm so hateful
Maybe it's part of my nature
People say I'm fucked in my mind
Feels like there's nothing left inside!"
---Sepultura

abelstrd
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I feel so alone.

The whole world is against me.

Nobody loves me. Nobody cares. Nobody notices I exist.

But...this is not the end. Not my end!

They're going to pay, oh yes, they will. They will see the destruction they had bestowed upon me, the pain and suffering they had subjected me into. They will see Hell.

I'll surely bring them Hell.

They'll see. You'll see. I am not not done.


(EDIT: THESE ARE NOT MY THOUGHTS! I just have a knack for writing, that's all.)

favegreen
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Hate is all I feel
To this hate I kneel
All that I know now
Is that pain is all
I
Is life even there
If so its unfair
All this pain I bare
And I end up
....nowhere
Am I even me
Now I feel empty
Another sin here
That I feel and it is called
Envy....
Oh I feel I must
Or else my soul will bust
I must endulge in another sin
The sin thats know as
...lust
My minds been
Torn open wide
I don't feel fear or hide
I must boast that unlike most
I shower with honor my
....pride
All this food I see
All of it i need
Let me absord and take it in
To feel the sin called
....gluttony
This pain im in is a bath
Ive done the aftermath
So why hold back what
I feel now let me just unleash
....wrath
I am just a seed
Give me let me feed
Plant me inside piles of gold
For I am feeling
....greed
Once I flew like a moth
And felt passion ablaze aloth
But my desires stew had lost
Its broth and became stale
And I bacame
....sloth

GyreArts
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**what is hate**

*Hate is like a monster*
*The more you hate the more you hurt*
*The more you hurt you hurt yourself*
*Hate is like a gun or a knife*
*It's only after the one thing that gets in the way*
*The more it hungers for regret the more anxious it becomes*
*Hate is nothing more then a monster waiting to pounce at any moment*
*And when it pounce there's no going back*
*It's like getting bullied, it's like feeling stupid or regretful*
*But hate is like a bunch of immature people*
*And those people are more likely to hurt overs*

**!!THANKS FOR READING!!**

JawJelly
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and this image is a nice explanation for my fear of the ocean

skysmistake
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Beauty, loneliness and darknesses mixed in a great composition

Duhemsounds
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Yes.
This is it.
The most human emotion.

*Hate.*

Do you feel that?
It’s name holds power that a human mind cannot comprehend.
It has such strength that it can take down armies of thousands.

It’s very name sends tremors through the Earth, making the tiniest of ripples in space and time.

Beware.

*Hate* is not one to be messed with.

If you try to fight it, you may think yourself the hero.
But I’m afraid you will find
You were the villain
The whole time.

nemuuii
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This whole time
This whole time, I thought you would help me. I thought you cared about me. To think, all these years. All these years I spent. Alone. In the darkness. With no one. I thought you would come for me. I cared about you more than I cared about myself. If you were hurt, I would help you. If you fell, I would help you up.
After everything we've done together. After everything we've gone through. None of this mattered to you.
You come to me, centuries later, just to mock me. To taunt me. To hurt me. I thought you would rescue me from this hell.

As it turns out, you are the one who created it in the first place. The one to bring me here as I sleep.

mossminstrel
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Left in a world of fear,
It brings her nothing but tears.
She wants to leave, but she is too late,
Now she is filled with nothing but *HaTe*

amaster
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You’re swallowed by the only thing you thought you could trust. It was there for you and helped you when you saw the fake smiles. It knew that they didn’t care, so it showed you that you shouldn’t either. You thought it helped you yet it doesn’t help anyone, doesn’t _love_ anyone, it hates everyone and everything around it and consumes the feeling _you_ have. Your love and sadness and happiness are only fuel for it. It creeps up on the best of qualities in someone and points out even the slightest of mistakes. It shows you, yes, that someone has wronged you, but _it_ has wronged so many people. It has made people think that there was nobody to trust when there were hundreds of hands in front of them. It consumes you and blocks your vision. It disables you so people take advantage of your new disabilities, and uses their words to get what it wants. It can’t support itself. Why? Because nobody can fight, help, live, persist, or enjoy the world around them with just red hot _anger_ .It only destroys what you already have so that it can have more. It’s hate.

ellajay