Sitting in contemplation
As they pa** by me
Revel in desperation
Staring at,
What I have done
Scorned in the afterlife
Ripping, tearing right through them
Frantic bursting, engulfed by rage
I'm chasing demons of my own imagining
They ridiculed me, I will diminish them
And masturbate over my triumph
I've almost got one...
I grasp its neck
Flames cloud my mind
Bash at her face
I tear through more...
What were they to me?!