Nervous

The pain that I feel is in my words. I apologize for my profanity.

Nervous
Feel that cold crawling chill caress your spine,
Each shake slowly sapping every last ounce of composure,
Until you're left with wandering eyes and legs that never seem to carry the growing burden. 
Every last piece of warmth and joy stripped away,
Leaving your mind exhausted and dormant,
Begging to escape the eternal torment. 
Look at me and SMILE! As if I can actually come to face you.
Feel my cold, icy chill run down your chest,
Feel yourself SHAKE!
Love everything I take, then
Lose. It. All.
And in that moment, when your mind is finally quiet,
I hope you'll think of how I touched you, 
Stole you,
How I RAPE-- and
Pull. The. Trigger.
For nothing satisfies me more than to watch you
DIE everyday!
Nothing gives me more pleasure than scraping you off the f*****g wall. 
I love how you hurt,
I love how you hate,
Already too late, 
Already too,
All ready to meet fate.
Make me God, make me dead, 
And I 
Pull. The. Trigger.