Have you ever just really wanted someone dead?
Someone who's like a fucking virus and is like poison unto others.
Someone who makes you sick to your stomach, even hurts your head?
Someone whose actions are so inexcusable you personally want to hurt them?
Someone who hurts those you love, yourself, or someone important?
Someone who is such a fucking piece of shit no one would even miss them?
Someone who you want to skin and beat and torture and hurt.
Someone who you can think of every way under the sun to murder them and feel no remorse?
Someone who to enjoy and live life they don't fucking deserve?
Someone who you could hang from the ceiling and skin with a potato peeler?
Someone who you could slit their throat and bleed them out and not give a damn?
Someone who if you killed wouldn't even make you feel like a killer?
I've met maybe one, maybe two of these folk in my life.
People who plagued me like a fucking disease.
Someone who deserves the sharp end of the knife.
If it wasn't illegal, perhaps I'd do it.
If I had any morals, perhaps I wouldn't.
Either way, who gives a shit.
Not like it's possible.
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Honesty Hour
PoetryI'm a liar. A dirty, dirty, secretive liar. The only honesty about me is shown through my writing. (yes the cover is a selfie I don't know how to do covers I'll change it later)
