Hatred into the core

Sat at the table with food in mouth full,
feeling the absorbing and energy pull,
drawing in deep from the surrounding hate,
the mind of the angered up too late,
feeling the pressures that could be eased,
but with this hatred within he couldn't be pleased,
the chewing grinds and breaks apart inside,
as another is bitten by a mouth open wide,
swallowing deeply the stolen emotional ache,
just fixing it without permission to take,
bare the thoughts of another with pain,
just to repeat the same tomorrow again.