1. Love
She stood before me.
Streaks of golden sunlight spread across her silky, light brown hair,
While her flawless skin reflected a bright, white light into my riveting eyes.
Not even those could begin to compare to her eyes…
Oh those magnificent eyes;
A puffy white cloud on bright summer day,
Surrounded a delicious, chocolate-filled iris. 
And in the center—a dark tunnel,
Stretching my love to the gates of infinity.
I could not bear to comprehend the righteousness of the feeling
She had unintentionally infected upon my mindless soul,
For it possessed a divine aura that not even God could bestow upon me.

2. Hate
My blood boiled under my skin,
As my undivided fury burned hotter than the sun.
I could feel the unbearable pain that shimmered shockwaves of that same fire
Through my bones and through my mind.
But I liked it.
I felt stronger.
That pain did not secede, for he stood before me.
I wanted to stab my pain deep into his flesh as he screamed for mercy.
I wanted to tear him limp from limb.
I wanted to show him what he did to me—make him understand.
Yet, all I could do was glare. 

3. Greed
We made the exchange.
Laboratory made, crystal-clear methamphetamine
For a brief case full of green stacks of mouth-watering money.
The case’s latches had just been polished,
Allowing for its silver glow to reflect my innermost desire.
I hitched them free of the case’s control, 
Gawking upon the green as grass leaves of humanity.
I ran my fingers across their soft texture,
Dreaming of the endless possibilities it could offer.
It smelled of angel dust, intoxicating me with the finest ecstasy.
But it wasn’t all there.
One-hundred and fifty dollars short.
My fist clenched the gun tucked in my waist,
As I turned and hunted down the bastard who stole my product.
I was not going to let him live;
I wanted more.

4. War
Like a wounded dog, I whimpered.
I could not feel my hands as they pulled across body after body,
For they were numb form the cold of the night.
Or was it day?
A massive stonewall of ash ceiled any sight of the heavens from my hopeless eyes. 
Even through all that darkness, all I saw—all I could imagine—was blood.
It smell so utterly putrid, that I could almost taste the gunpowder and rotting flesh
That covered every square inch of the ground.
I wasn’t sure if the liquid on my cheeks were my tears or the blood of my enemies…
Or…the blood of my friends.
Then there was light—a light so blinding that everything went darker.
And all of existence ceased to exist.

5. Peace
I cannot describe something that does not exist.