Jerold

Anger.

Passionate blood boiling hatred.

It's like an idea popped in my head.

Random but powerful.

And now I am pissed.

I'm not a violent person.

But given the chance,

I'd stab you in the face with an ice pick.

Seething with unmatchable fury.

All in one instant.

Just seeing your face

brings so many thoughts to mind.

I hope you die alone and unloved.

Fuck you.