Wretched Fume

Your words don't hurt me, they devour me. Your sweet yet delicate heart is mine to play with. Oh, my darling how easy you fall for me. Tripping and prancing along almost as if death were to elude you. Yet, yet, you are not meant to be. Your pitiful cries drive me to the edge of insanity. I don't want your godforsaken love! You're a damn disgrace! Eat the shit from a pig's ass! My sorrow and deep wounds are reopening because you think I need you. All because you think you love me. I hate you! I wish you would die and perhaps fall victim to a gruesome murder. Yes! Yes, let the devil drag you to hell and let him feast upon your rotten flesh. They say the weak wither and die yet, you keep coming back to life. You are unnecessary, you are pitiful! Go back to the hell you came from! Leave this world and I don’t care if you leave with one leg and one eye! I don’t give a damn! Just go already! Go! May the horror and terror break you! From your shattered shell to your contorted pig feet! Good riddance to your wretched fume.