Scorn

Anasarca

Scorn - is anything I can feel !

Hatred - against "my own flesh and blood" !



About murder - I think day by day,

to kill you pig, and to see how you decay !



You raped my body and soul,

you destroyed my life.

In my arms my friend the teddybear,

silent witness of what happened to me.



I want your death !

For all that you have done.



To live in fear all my life,

will you come again?

Never being able to feel happiness,

I lost my childhood because of you,

because of you ...



I am looking forward

to the day that you die -

I will spit on your grave.

I hope you die in pain,

I hope you can feel the same -

hellish agony -

like me



Scorn - is anything I can feel

Hatred - against "my own flesh and blood"



About murder - I think day by day,

to kill you pig, and to see how you decay !



You raped my body and soul,

you destroyed my life.

In my arms my friend the teddybear,

silent witness of what happened to me.



I want your death !

For all that you have done -

to me !!!