the element of hate

Damnation and bitter curses against all who brought naught but plagues upon my already miserble life. Is it not enough that I have already lost my pride and honour? Must you now mock me? Master of scum and criminals. You have lived one day too many. You hated animal. Down six stratums beneath the dust is an empty place that you shall be condemned to and no one else. May you live your days in solitude and misery. You claim to be a bringer of peace. But of fallen glory and despised hope, you are the worst element of vice. You bring a harvest of darkness upon the heart. You bring the breath of sadness. You bring the sight of death. May it be that you will never see another day of elevation. Your bitter heart will rot into itself. Your brain will decay in your skull and you will become senile. Then you shall be pitied and perhaps despised. You shall whimper like a camp dog kicked around the fire. And at the moment in time, I will sit before the scene like an audience. And I will be pleased with the show.