I'm Terrible

I’m Terrible I’ve stood in the shadows, Anointed by your problems, Now revenge is mine, To define. I can see you in the light, Your pain is my delight. The blood seeping from your skin, Ignites my maniacal grin. Discontent and crying tears, My pleasure only nears. That you whither like a worm, Expecting me to squirm. I said I didn’t care, How ignorant you fair. You deserve your travesty, For invading my normalcy. You think you stand chance, Deserve a second glance? Maybe just to watch you die, Are you hoping I might cry? March 07 Sheena Allen