You have wrecked me

I don't know who you are I don't know what you do I don't know where you are But I know that You have wrecked me Mentally, psychologically and socially Rendering me incoherent in speech And incapable of action Reduced to a blundering mass Of bloated bones and sinew Ready to collapse like a pack of cards At the slightest hint of a crisis I don't know who you are I don't know what you do I don't know where you are But I know that You have wrecked me And you shall pay dearly for it Whether it be death by a thousand cuts Or a pill of cyanide in your cup of tea Or a bullet right in your temple Or a mighty fall from the tallest tower Or a bite from a venomous serpent Or a decapitation by the mighty guillotine Or even, having your soul sucked out From your filthy mouth I don't know who you are I don't know what you do I don't know where you are But I know that You have wrecked me And I shall not rest Until I finish you, once and for all And the world is rid, of your menace

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