• I could be medicated only to feel slightly numb.
    However, I know that is no life.
    Though without this intoxication, I can feel each and every knife.
    One from the idiot who tore me apart,
    Another for the abused who captured my heart.
    Finally the last for the man who saw them all.
    He offered a safe place but instead watched me fall.​

    I hope when you close your eyes you see windows bursting and hear my cries.
    Here I lay a curse of a broken heart,
    Here I say I want your world torn apart.
    Everyone believes that I deserve such restrictions,
    So here are my predictions.
    You will fall into the burning flames.
    I will watch until nothing remains.

    Call me cruel or insane,
    But here I am wishing you all the pain.
    Perhaps this is dark and unsympathetic,
    Though I wish this on you three who remain unapologetic.
    Will you just go suffer for what you did already?
    Look at this things you created-dark and unsteady.
    Fall down into the red because it would be too simple to just be dead.

    I hate you all for what you have done,
    But this is me wishing that you have not won.
    Feel the knives you placed turn around.
    Feel your heart beating on the frozen ground.
    See the fire blazing in my blackening eyes.
    Go to hell, you men of lies.