I used to hate hate.

I used to hate hate.
But, at a certain point
when I had learned to love fully,
I began to understand its place.

I do not forgive myself my hatred.
But, I accept that it is like love.
A river, in which one can drown
or in which one can learn.

I used to hate hate.
Until I learned how to hate myself,
and judge myself for
all of my perceived weaknesses.

I used to hate hate.
Now, I don't touch the stuff.
Like an alcoholic in a liquor store.