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Anger is such a abstract emotion. But when I take action following my anger it becomes so concrete indeed. Let me explain. When I am angry I wish to bottle the cunt into a glass bottle.
Formulating a plan for a hit and run. So many things to consider. Car or truck, perhaps a van. What speed. I mean if I do it too slow they might just jump out of the way or they might survive it.
Silly boy Look at what a mess you've made Can't you see You're just a toy for The gods to play with. Lonely girl Crying herself to sleep Don't you know It's not a game.
That night was hazy. I know the exact time the blade sliced my skin. 11:02pm. I know the time the blood finally stopped flowing. 11:38pm. Little else is clear in my mind. I don't know why I did it.
Black and white, black and white. All I could see was black and white. It almost killed me then and there. How could something so obsessive be so real.
You may not believe it, Nor guess or perceive it, Sad you say. Here's the truth so hear it You think your self to be unknown, Unnoticed, unseen, While all the time I'm watching you.