When i kill you...

I thought of so many ways
How I wanted to kill you...
So many sickening things that I wanted to do

I wanted to torture you and see you bleed to death
Until your soul would leave your body
But it still feels the pain...
I wondered how such pain would enter your mind
How every sting of electricity
I'll put in your behind
I know you'll suffer until you die
Even if you go to hell the pain of my torture would still be in your head
Hell's punishment would not compare
to what I have prepared
You will be like a living dead
Just a soul yet the pain I'll implant would still be there
Haunting your thoughts with never ending pain
The blood that runs through you would still be contained
You'll even rot and feel sick
As if wanting to die
But your dead yet you still feel you're alive
I'll cut you, slash you, make tidbits out of you
from the skin to the bones I'll rip you off like hell
Or even more than what hell offers
I'll try to make more pain last forever
And how may I do this you ask...
It's because of my anger, pain and suffering that you had given to me
Every pain i felt from you emotionally and mentally is still here with as fresh as the morning flowers
When I kill you I'll torture you until your souls would no longer want to fly
You'll die because of me as I have died because of you
You killed me long before and now it's my time
to have vengeance from y you and all of your family until the next generation 100 years from now
All of them will die from the curse I have chanted
Never turning back because It can't be denied
It can be respelled and it can't ever be dead
just like the pain i had from you.