Express The Distress

i hate you

I hate you
Don't tell me what to do
Call me stupid
Call me a fucking idiot
Well guess what
You're cruel
You're vile
You're bitter
A fucking bully
Worthless and futile
A useless machine
Does it make you feel better adding icing to the cake?
Tearing someone down to the socks on their feet?
Making them feel like nothing and no one?
Is it fuel for you? Do you feel powerful? Do you feel like a fucking ruthless king in a castle?
I hope you do.
Because for all that you are I'm going to destroy every last inkling of you.
Piece by piece.
Brick by brick.
Tooth and nail.
The blood in your veins I'll be sure to suck dry and the hair on your head shaved clean.
I'll even feed you to the wild and say "praise b".
Your heart is mine though. You're going to reap what you sow.
And in the end, you'll be all but jack crow.
Your castle will fall and red hot ashes will claim the land in which you stand.
You're going to burn.
Death is calling and you're going to hell.
Oh dear brother, I wish you well.