I hate you with a passion,
Everything that I do for you is left without appreciation,
I wish you were never born and if you were, you’d die young,
Most of the time I feel like cutting off your tongue,
I’d like to stuff you with acid and the cause of death would be burning of the lungs,
Apparently I really enjoy the sound of pained screams and if I heard yours once it’d be addiction,
I wonder for how long the blood lust for your life will be my obsession.
By, Diyanah Azman