So you think you have the right
To be cruel, trampling flowers and tearing the
Delicate petals?
Of course you have the right.
Who is going to stop you?
How can they, when your very presence can stifle the happiness
And feeble hope
That anyone might have had?
You're nothing but a pig,
A filthy, merciless, hateful creature slithering
In the mud.
Slither away, serpent, so I don't have to look at you
Nobody wants you here, my friend
Because deep down, everyone wishes for you
To be dead
And I would be happy to arrange this.
It would give me great pleasure to break you from the inside out
Then you will feel, but a tiny resemblance to
The pain you caused.
I want to hear your strangled scream.
ARE YOU LISTENING?
ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME NOW?
And when you're on your knees
Before my knife, gleaming red with your blood,
You will notice.
How could you not notice that
I HATE YOU.
Author notes
I don't actually feel this way about anyone. If I did, that would be pretty scary ^^
I just wanted to challenge myself by writing about an emotion I never use. I hope I got across the intensity I desired.
I wrote this when I couldn't sleep last night at around four am because I was bored. Did it shock you? I hope so!
Angry, angry, angry <3
Did you feel the intensity I intended?
Comments
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Loved it
Woah!!! powerful stuff. I think you got your emotion across awesomely.
You're nothing but a pig,
A filthy, merciless, hateful creature slithering
In the mud.
Slither away, serpent, so I don't have to look at you
Love the way these lines jump out and bite you and how dismissive they are. Fantastic. it's fun to write in different ways to what we really think or maybe think just a tiny bit lol. Very cool
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It was very odd hearing words like that coming from you, lol. I can never imagine you saying stuff like that about anyone, well maybe, lol! It was really good and you could sense the anger. Well done!
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