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My self-hatred engulfs my own identity in flames....

Rotten, Words that hang from this b*****d's tongue,
A legion's worth of terror pales in the face of hate moribund,
Did I ever start to believe that another man would waste,
A passing glance or a laughing chance upon this ugly, grotesque face?
So putrid! A man crying his own blood,
Nor lucid! Insanity gripping with full brunt,
Oh, did we ever begin to touch on a heart full of hope?
Or did we rip the life from a man so useless now to cope?
So full of himself, a b*****d's soul bleeding everywhere,
Now laugh and see this sane man, I! Wit begins to tear!
Why did you leave me?
Then come and see me?
Didn't you know the cause was naught?
Wasted on this diseased cow, eating your flesh come rot!
I was but a simple man, loved another still,
Now I hate my ******** face, just want my own self....
To kill!
Oh, did we ever begin to touch on a heart full of hope?
Or did we rip the life from a man so useless now to cope?
So drunk on himself, the b*****d son starts to cry,
Now laugh and see this sane man, I! Wither.... And die!
Never worth your precious second,
His scum is rotting still,
He needs your ever-presence until he makes you drink his swill!
Lies and deceit poor between clenched teeth,
Stench of decay now the demon you did seek,
I will only curse you, and make your sorrows more,
Why did you come here darling, seeking my rapport?
Oh, did we ever begin to touch on a heart full of hope?
Or did we rip the life from a man so useless now to cope?
Your corpse is lain on his bed, a tragedy until his death,
He held you close, watched you choke, and stole your final breath!

I but wallow in my own tragedies until I make you sick, your hands trembling just to finish me and spare yourself the grief of my association.
And this dark one welcomes it....