My hate is back, in all of its burning, destructive glory.

Once more I'm in a trap where I hate getting up in the morning, and playing nice,

Pretending to love people I can't stand, it’s not a pretty situation.

Last time I destroyed everything.

I'm having one of those days,
My hate is back.
I can't control my destructive tendencies when I get like this.
Come to me, be my king.
Save me, make me remember.

I want to burn down cities, climb to the top of a mountain and listen to the roar I've learned to muster up when I'm angry.

I want to reach out and take the world into my palm, and torture all those whom annoy me.
I feel as though I was born to take out the world, and that you are the only one that can be there for me,
to stop me,
or to help me.

I know I never mentioned that I keep seeing things, keep seeing people, hearing them.

Thinking as if I'm more than one person.

I am three people, three people that lust for something to destroy.

I can't even explain to you why I'm becoming this, and I don't think it's really just something as simple as the cold.

Winter isn't the most beautiful of times.

I feel like I need a king,

or a man on a power trip.

I can't control this

no one understands this fact better than Madeline and Corey.

I don't like being trapped and that's exactly what I am.

I hate getting up in the morning and pretending the little things like idle chatter,

paper ripping and people scratching themselves don't bother me,

but they peeve me to such degrees I can't function.

I need someone to save me, someone to bring the real memories back,

not just the hate,

or the things I've convinced myself are real.

Not just that, I need someone that will take my hand before I crush hearts,

and maybe the person I need isn't going to be there to stop me,

maybe he's there to push me further.

I want to wrap my hands around the world and crush it's soul,

and feast upon it's bleeding heart.

I will teach humanity to hate,

I will teach them a feeling they have never truly known.

Jesus was a zombie, Hitler was a good man.

I wanna watch the world burn from a mountainside, listening to the screaming as the breath leaves the millions I will murder in cold blood. Watching my wonderland of demise.

Education was a terrible thing to give me.