Hearing all things said, and waiting for the words never told. Just a minute or two before the start of a new way to improve, all of this hatred that was in control, the power inside of me it drove. At all cost, you fight to your death, you keep moving forward, but still feel neglect. I hated you then, and I hate you now, I even hated you as you were filled with fear and had sweat on your brow. Look deep into my eyes, feel the evil seep into your soul, overwhelming your mind, over powering your nerves, this mental and emotional warfare has taken its toll. You still are, a product of your own disdain, a dead slave lost in the working caves, a drone of despair, a clone without a care. Disperse and never return, to see your face would make my stomach turn, the sight of you makes me sick, the thought of you gives me a plague like burning itch, I think Iv said this before, but I fucking hate you bitch. |