Self loathing, Fiery fury
Waiting for your venemous poison to escape my blood
Wishing I could rid myself of your toxic memories
And kill the wretched pain that lingers in my heart.
My mind swims in a hatred filled pool of memories and bittersweet regrets.
I curse your very being and the day I met you.
I spite the life you bestowed upon me--these trying times
You are both death and the devil in one.
You punish the helpless and feed on the weak.
You are a wrtetched horrible putrid man.
I wish nothing but the worse for your selfish soul.
Your pain shall forever be my pleasure.
My pride is wounded, my heart is broken.
I wish I could erase this sickening sad feeling.
I wish you never mattered so that I wouldn't feel guilt stricken
with my new found hatred for you.
My love is deep. My hatred is deeper. My will to survive is deepest still.
Please know-You are nothing. You are no one. You never will be.
Because you settle and don't take risks. You hide behind your shell.
You, my foe, are a coward. Think it noble as you may. But the reality
of your actions speaks louder than words.
I will rise on top and I will smile sweetly while I look down upon you
and your menacing eyes.
Who got fucked now? Your pretty little self. I hope you will lock and bind yourself
in chains to a self loathing existence.
May you look back and repent for your sins and your horrible misdeeds.
May you not be forgiven.
May you be punished for your self righteouness and may the glory be taken away from you.
May you have the pleasure to enjoy and revel in your self-inflicted misery.
Because if you don't, then I will.
Monday, October 10, 2011
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