Enemy

The gloomy night that will end his fate 

Would be because of my prolonged hate 

This end that none will ever foresee 

Will indeed change his destiny 

His cutting words burn deep into my heart 

I hate them, and I hated him from the start 

An ignorant boy, who mocks and gloats 

Oh, how I long for my cold hands to grab his throat 

My ultimate goal, my desperate endeavor  

Is to find him wherever  

And make him pay