You cut me in half with a machete, then handed me a bandaid.
You never really meant what you said, for entertainment, you stayed.
You tried to destroy my being, make me die inside.
Be emotionally murdering me, it brought a sense of pride.

Your laugh was more of a cackle, mockery, derision.
Your incredibly horrifying mind, which made the cruel decision.
To gun me down with cruelty, you extremely brutal man.
You’re not even worth the space, just half of a human.

You may not be worth the space or oxygen we breathe.
But the evil plans you erect, the actions you conceive
Are more brutal than anything I could ever dream.
You are far more evil than it may seem.

You’re half of a person, half of a man.
You destroy everyone who ever held your hand.
You are far more cruel than anyone can understand.
You’re half of a person, you’re half of a man.