Her

She looks at me with those brown eyes....
Trying to figure out who or what I am.
I don't understand why she has to be like that.
All perfect....
pretty.....
mesmerizing.
But I see into her soul.... and it's like nothing is there.
Nothing but a black hole.
She's a bitch.
She knows that she is.
She has judged me from day one.
I fucking hate her!!!
I have tried and tried to get along with her.
I have dreams of killing her.
I wish that she would just drop dead...... or someone should cut her open and tear out her insides.
I want to watch her brain splatter all over the floor.
Watch the blood flow out.
Watch her in pain.... in misery.
As I sit there and laugh.
Laugh until I cannot laugh anymore.
Until all this anger and hate inside of me leaves my body.
Her.