"You took everything.
My entire life you took away from me.
But still, even so..
you act as though I somehow
owe you the death of me.
Or is it that you won't stop until I actually am dead?
Then again,
you seem to wanna keep attempting
to take things away from me, and continue causing me pain with your ongoing cycles of you hurting me to never end.
It's like you'd rather drag it out more
and more so I suffer slowly instead..

I honestly think that even if I were
to actually be deceased,
that you'd probably go
spit on my grave a few times,
and steal the flowers from its flower bed."