Complete Filth

I've never felt this angry before,
I am going insane,
I can't take this much more,
If I see his face,
Theres going to be a lot of blood and gore.

No remorse, No sorrow,
Its denial, its a fantasy,
Here let me explain.

He abused her in a form,
Thats worse than dying,
If you can imagine that filth,
Springing and playing,
Touched and bruised,
Way worse than before.

This is beond any form of hate,
I've completely slipped, and tripped over fate,
Now I know, And I'm waiting at your door.

Ian Robert Potapoff

Note: I am going to kill.. I swear it..