Hatred Blossoms

Control. In order to have absolute control.. you have to surrender it. It makes sense, cause there's everything to gain.. once you reach the top. And all those you stepped on just to gaze at my feet, laugh while I kick you in the face. Knock you back down... down.. are you loosing control. Justify it, justify, all those lies you portrayed as my truth..but who are you to judge? When you turn away no hostility. Banish it, vanish it... Cause I have full intention of the progression of your nightmares. Choke. Breathe out, like your gonna scream out, see how, this could have all been avoided. fricken moron. I hope the skirts that mask your dry decisions, are worth it when you reach the bottom. Say it!... I hate you.