Nothing would have ever prepared me for the stark and the utter horror that unveiled that night.
It was the presence of your disgusting filth that made me sick.
If you could see the lies you brought upon me.
This persistence must not go on, you must pay.
Through your teeth murky red fluid flowed out.
Constantly lacerating, your veins linger the pain.
A lifeless body lay in a corner, distorted.
Her insides entwined all over what once a face.
And what was once a brightened disposition are blackened in misanthropic disgust.