She had whispered in my ear.
How I can never mount to anything how ill still be the worthless boy who walks the streets with my head down and a pocket full of lint.

I had watched as she smashed the lamp on the floor.
She had stormed out of the house.

I had once loved her.
I had once dreamed a future of the two of us.

Now I only want to take her down.
All I want now is to watch her fall and cry to the heavens.

I had canceled all of her funds of money.
Weeks go by with no bills being paid.
She starts to smell like that tramp I had spent my younger years with.

She cries she wines.
I do not cave in.

I might still love her but I cannot back down now.

She yells in my face she spits the venom in her mouth into my eyes.

I have only wanted so much tragic to happen to one person in my life; she had taken the good in me and turned it around and left it to rot with the past.

Months, days they all go by.
My hate had turned into passion my love turned into lust.