random thoughts needs no title

teeth clenched
pain racks through the body
the bitter remnants of memories in the back of the mind
driven by hate and rage the chaos ensues

nothing matters
why care you end up hurt in the end either way
the dreams of watching those around you fall by your own hand
oh those sweet dark dreams

to see the light leave their eyes
staring back at you cold and lifeless their blood staining your hands
dried black as your soul
or what is left of it

one last breath
to take it from them to see them die as you smile back at them
suffer sufficating pleasure fills the mind as they leave this earth
your last hope of sanity gone

rage, loathing, hate
flows through you, making you stronger and yet weaker
nothing will destroy you but yourself
chaos is all that is left

why must you suffer
why do they stare, mocking you, like you are dirt beneath their feet
to see them die, oh how enjoyable the thought is
they shall rot in the dirt as they are meant to

no more pain
let them suffer and feel what its like to be tormented and put down
torturous is it not to keep these thought inside bubbleing beneath the surface
ready to break free of their restraints

in the end the tormentors will be the one tormented
they will pay the price for their sins
the wages of sin is death is it not
may death fall slowly and painfully on them may they never forget