Killing Isn’t Just Defined As Murder

1. I'd kill him first. I'd tell him I don't love him anymore. I'd tell him he means nothing to me. I'd tell him he hurt me beyond all known bounds of hurt. I'd stop talking to him. Reaching out to him. (Like he once told me,) He'd lose his "fun and loving self." If only I had that power.

2. I'd kill the mean ones next. I'd tell them their words don't hurt me. I'd hold my head high, and smile at them. If only I had that power.

3. I'd kill the haters after the means ones. I'd kill their tainted, evil insides with buckets of love for them. They'd be healed of hate. If only I had that power.

4. I'd kill the doubters after that. The ones who think I can't do anythng and will never be anything. I'd replace the doubt with yearning, wondering, confidence. If only I had that power.

5. I'd kill myself last. I'd kill the part of me that hates myself, thinks I'm ugly, thinks I'm stupid. If only I had that power.