Truthful Hate

You never realize,
My eternal hate for you.
That I eat, breathe, and dream
Your painful death.

Some people say that hate is not real,
But after watching beat my mom to near death,
Breaking me down to my core,
I have experienced the hate towards you.
I'm at the point of selling my soul to the devil,
Just to watch you scream and plead and my feet.

Someday,
Everything will bite you in the ass,
Maybe no in this world,
Not even at my hands,
But you will reach the devils fiery hot hands.
Someday,
Somehow,
I will watch you scream, beg, and shrivel miserably to your bloody end.