The way you behave Brings only disgust, An itch on my skin, A poison I cannot trust. You are not lovable, Merely replaceable— A parody disposable, Your presence makes me intolerable You strut as though divine, Craving worship at your shrine, Yet all I see is a foolish clown, Lost in the circus of your own mind. No mercy waits for one like you, Not even hell would take you through. Forgiveness shuns your name, Your sins outburn the flame. You are a thorn that reeks of decay, The foulest curse this world could display.