I Hope

I hope the tremor that breaks your rancid heart
Rips through you like an earthquake
Like an avalanche
A convulsion cleaving the blubber and bile

I hope the diseased flesh bursts inside your chest
And fills your lungs with your own putridness
As black as fury; as black as fear
As black as your conscience, if you had one

I hope your whole soul seizes with woe
As the air burns away and your bloodshot eyes go sightless
I hope you feel every ounce of life leaking away
From the arms you will never raise against me again

I hope God is harsh
I hope He is wicked
I hope He is cruel
And I hope your glutton's death is the easiest part

I hope you wake in a room of fire
Drenched in liquor that only burns
I hope eternity is hands around your throat
Staring into a pair of scarlet eyes

And knowing what it's like to be helpless