More than anyone ever could.
And yet you are still here.
Breathing.
Existing.
And you continue living in him.
I see you in him.
The rage in his eyes.
The destruction of everything
The tears he causes and the pain he inflicts.
He is you, still being here.
So, you are still in control.
And for every day you exist,
And every breath that fills your lungs,
And for every single beat of that black heart,
I hate you more.
