Have you heard the news that you're dead?

The headlines read " College student kills himself ."

But It was supposed to be something like

"Selfish gutless ****** who didn't have the ***** to face his problems finally got what he wanted."

Yeah I never got the chance to tell you

How much I hate you

So I'm writing this poem right now

For you- the most selfish person that I've ever known

What were you thinking as the light behind your eyes were fading?

How could you not give a **** about anyone around you?

Your mother now lives with just the memories of her dead son

And your father has sleepless nights

Your sister remembers you during the spaces in between the seconds

They will forever be in pain

Just because your heart stopped beating

And maybe you deserved it,but they sure as hell didn't

Loathe,despise,detest

Words like these don't even begin to describe how I feel about you

If a **** had an ******* on it,then your face is what it would look like

Yeah that is how much I hate you

I was in your shoes just a year ago from today

The same place,having the exact same thoughts

The only difference is that

I chose the pen and you chose the knife

And don't worry,I'll say all these things right to your face someday

Maybe after a few years, maybe after many

But I sure will

Someday when we will meet again

Till then,I hope you rot in hell.