My Deepest Hatred

Toy with me,

Anger me,

Bate me,

Then just crush me,

My body lays crushed beneath feet,

Destroyed through abuse and deceit, 

Rattle me,

Eradicate me,

Make me see red,

And get inside my head,

Crawl beneath my skin,

And tear me apart once you're in.

Talk down to me,

Dissect me,

Beat on me,

You made sure to make me see,

That you were on top,

That I was helpless to make you stop.

F**k with me,

Abuse me,

But your cigarette burns do not burn a higher degree,

Than the hatred burning inside of me.

Hit me,

Kick me,

Choke me,

Take advantage of me,

Contribute more to my growing hate,

But in the end the night will come when I decide your fate.

Words do not describe how much I detest you.

If you were in my grasp I can't imagine the awful things I'd do.

I'd strap you down,

And go to town,

Oh the things I'd do with your life,

If in my hands I held a knife.

Because you did more than just hurt me,

You scorched my sister an even higher degree.

You took her innocence, her virtue,

She's torn in half all because of you.

You had a wife. What was the appeal?

What did f*****g my sister honestly make you feel?!

You took her body. You f*****g ruined her.

You f*****g b*****d, wasn't I enough?

What felt so good you just couldn't get enough?!

Why the hell do you feel so f*****g tough?!

WHAT THE F**K IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

I can't even see it from your point of view!

We were so young... we didn't do anything wrong.

We hadn't even lived for very long.

You didn't care.

What you did just isn't f*****g fair!

If I knew back then everything that you did,

Even though I was just a kid,

I would have f*****g killed you.

The words I speak are so very very true.

I'd think nothing of castration,

It'd only bring me utter satisfaction.

I'd chop of your nose,

Your fingers, your toes,

I'd slice off your hands and saw off your feet,

Then I'd get to work on cutting your meat.

The same meat you used on us,

The thing you used to take advantage of us,

I'd use my knife, I'd split it in half,

All the meanwhile, I'd chuckle and laugh. 

I'd chop it off and shove it down your throat to choke on,

After all, isn't that almost the same thing you did to me?

Then I would have cut out your eyes,

And recorded the sounds of your gurgles and cries,

I'd put it on a CD to listen to while I sleep,

That's how much I'd love to hear you whimper and weep,

I'd give you a butcher knife enema,

Imagine the pain of a thousand knife piercing your a*s,

Perhaps mixed with some broken glass,

Tell me, what's your worst fear?

Speak up now, surely you can hear?

Are needles your hell?

That would be quite well.

I'd shove them between your fingers, your toes,

I'd keep going, I'd never repose.

I'd stick them through your eyes,

Shove them through your throat to stifle your cries,

Maybe your worst fear is fire,

Well I'll raise the temp much higher,

I'll light your hair aflame,

Use a blowtorch to burn into your chest my name,

Perhaps I'll roast your dick,

Put it in a bun and make you eat because I'm sick,

I'll burn your lips, your tongue,

Your muffled cries the best song ever sung,

I'll burn your eyelids so you can't look away,

Is that okay?

Or maybe your worst fear is something different.

Well you know what? It's <i>indifferent.</i>

I have so many options to choose from.

By the time I'm done you'll be completely numb.

And you know what?

It still wouldn't equal the pain you've cause me and my family.

If you were still alive after that,

I'd drown you in your own blood.

Now that was if I was still a kid. 

IMAGINE WHAT I'D DO NOW.