Broken Wings.

I vow, so long I'm breathing, so long I'm alive, so long I got blood pumping thru my veins....I shall make sure you will drown in my pain, my sorrow, my blood, my tears, my wrath...

I hate them more and more as days pass me by. I can never look at them the same way as I used to. Creatures. Monsters. Animals...Seems like my worst nightmares are coming to life. What the fuck is going on? Can anybody help me thru this road of despair?

I am numb. Thanks to them. I really fucking hate all of you. Bloody fuckers. Well, you people will be once I have fucking multilate each and every single one of you. Dickheads. I wonder why God brought you to this Earth. Full of nothings and yet, they dare to stand so tall in their own mother-fucking world. This is bullshit.

Joy will come. Tables will be turned. I'd start living again. I don't mind waiting in the shadows for now. I don't mind having brusies for now. I don't mind being left out for now. Things will be much better...Especially the day you die. Assholes...

I curse you to die horribly. I curse you to see the worst in Hell. I curse you to be so hurt. I curse you to be terribly sick and die. I will be there, by your deathbed, pissing at your face. And shrill. In pure happyness.