BURN (Wattys2015?)

good riddance, old man

hey, old man!

heard you died today

(or was it just another rumor,

you can never tell)

well, all i can say

is that i hope you rot

and that no one attends your funeral

you should have died a long time ago

preferably before i was nine

before you ever got a chance to coach

that damn swim team

in fact, i wish you were never born

or maybe that your mother was never born

(i take that back, i met your mom

she was odd, but a nice lady)

all i can say about you

is you weren't worth the breath, the life,

you weren't worth anything

how old are you now, anyway?

(whoops, should say were)

people would say you were too young to die

what were you, late twenties, late thirties, early forties?

you're not even worth the space for me to remember

did you ever feel dirty about what you did? 

because i did

did you ever lose sleep at night?

because i did

did you have nightmares when you finally could sleep?

because i did

would you randomly start crying?

because i would

did they ever make you see a therapist,

some invasive old man who smelled like bad breath and latex?

i did

did you ever live in absolute fear of yourself?

i lived in fear of you

i hope whatever way you died was nasty and painful

i hope you suffered

i hope your last moments were as screwed up

as your actions caused my whole life to be

but not matter how much i wish you'd suffer and feel pain

i can't be a bad enough person

to hope you're in hell

because even people as disgusting as you

should get a little rest

but don't get me wrong--

there's no way i hope you're in heaven

and there's no way you are in heaven

you sick bastard