I hope you are contempt, you that brought ruin upon me, and seeked to destroy me with your cares. I hope, I pray, that you are stricken with these acursed dreams, as i have been. And i hope you spew forth your darkness like bile. You sicken me. I hate you. You, the one that spread your poisonous slander like rife plague. You are the disturbing sickness in my mind, the images of searing pain. Like red hot pokers to my heart. My hatred boils to the surface, lashing those, who bear no harm, to take the attack. You sicken me. You disturb me. You hurt me, under the pretense of trying to help. How the chains constrict me, the bounds. Mental locks. Tightening and pinching at me. Making it hard to breathe. You've seeded doubt in my mind. And Anger in my heart. You that swore you cared.

In all sanity, i can safely say, i wish you to die. Quickened death, so that i do not have to hear or see from you again.

You disgust me.