Hatred = Addiction

I hate you with a passion,

Everything that I do for you is left without appreciation,

I wish you were never born and if you were, you’d die young,

Most of the time I feel like cutting off your tongue,

I’d like to stuff you with acid and the cause of death would be burning of the lungs,

Apparently I really enjoy the sound of pained screams and if I heard yours once it’d be addiction,

I wonder for how long the blood lust for your life will be my obsession.

By, Diyanah Azman