I run so fast. In the hall. I get the elevator. I press this button 100 times. I go down. I find the bathroom and I am sick. I am crying. I am sick in my heart. I go to the desk. I say I need a taxi now. She is working. she doesn't care. I SCREAM get it. FUCK YOU and your job. FUCK YOU. I throw the papers.
The taxi comes. I tell the guy where. I say fuck you. Go. He taxes me home. I have a red in my purse. I just toss it. I don't care. Fuck this money back. I go upstairs. I must shower. I shower long. I cannot scrub it away. No matter how hard. I wash. I wash more. It won't go away.
I leave this. I dry me. I will drink. How can a man do it. I don't hurt them. I am dirty. I can only dream of the plastic on my mouth. The screams you can't hear. No one listens. No one can hear me. I get home. I am so angry. I take this chair. I smash this window with it. I don't care. These men. They don't care for me. I am angry. I wish to kill them. I will cut them with a knife. Watch them bleed. Watch them die. I will take some gas. Just like for the car. Pour it. Then light a match. They will scream. You like it. I do. I can watch their skin. It will bubble. I laugh. You hurt me. I will burn you. Make your skin bubble. I think I get an axe. It's in their head. The blood will drip. I hit it many times. I don't care. FUCK YOU. I think what will Papa say. I wish to call him. I can't. If I do he will know. I can't tell him. I can't tell my Papa. I love him. I love my Papa. His daughter is a whore. He doesn't want it. If I tell him he won't sleep. He has no job. His struggles are tough. This night I smash all I can find. FUCK YOU. I can kill these guys. I am there. I think I can get a gun. I will go back. Find it. I will take this knife and I will cut their cocks off. I will eat it. While they bleed. I laugh . HA HA. Then I will kill them. The gun is mine. I don't kill them good. I kill them by shooting their cocks. I laugh as they die. LAUGH.
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