I can't think strait, for my anger is boiling over, filling my heart with the fire of hell. I hear the demons screaming their horrible deeds, their tears ripping my skin with a bloody kiss. As all the voices slowly dive me
insane, my only thought is of you. The past seems so
vulgar as memories push their way back into my brain.I clench my fists as I listen to the words inside my head, for they are filled with so much pain. Oh how I wish for that pain to fall upon you with a merciless grin, spilling your blood for the world to see. But that would not satisfy my need for revenge.That would only be the beginning of the end of you. For then I would drag you into the dungeon they call my heart and pin you to the wall with my rusted chains of love. I would then release the poison tears of sadness I gathered from thedemons you created, letting them spill upon your skin. Having an acid effect ageist your body, it would start to disfigure your frame,forcing you to let out a piercing scream into the nothingness of me. But to my advantage, the demons some what crave the sound of
your screams, for they enjoying every agonizing moment you spend in pain. As do I. So I release them into you so that they may finish your life, bringing touchier and torment with every breath your forced to take. And finally, you lay dieing within my blood stained
heart. And as I gaze into your dimming eyes the feeling of my revenge sweeps over me like a sweet summer breeze, for I have won. Because in the end your body may decompose, but your soul is trapped within my heart, as are the demons I released into you. Continuing your torment until the day we both die.
