Dear Cancer,
I've had several months for shit to be bottled up and build pressure.
Now- I'm done.
I'm so fucking done.
FUCK YOU! FUCCCKKK YOUUU!!!
NO! FUCK YOU DOESN'T EVEN COME CLOSE!
I want you dead.
I'd do it myself if I could.
If you were a human I would wrap my hands deep around the soft parts of your throat and squeeze...
with every angry ounce of strength I have!
I'd enjoy every thrash your body made as you struggled to keep air in your evil lungs.
I'd relish in the sucking wet noise bubbling from your sick mouth.
Tug at my hands throbbing with revenge...go ahead. TUG!!! COME ON! TRY TO TUG!!!!
Bleed out from your eye sockets you FUCKING CUNT!!
Suck your last drowning metallic bloody breath!
Just enough air to allow you to open your eyes, to see and feel me spit in your face as you go black!
You are the character people cheer over in movie theaters when you are killed by the lead role in movies.
You-
YOU!- Think you can just come in and remove life like this!?
He's had nothing but shit thrown at him through his life.
He deserves the world and yet YOU think you can come in and pull the rug out from under the strongest man I've ever met!!!???
I'll wear your skin as a metal of honor when this is all said and done!
Your children will shutter in fear if they hear my name.
You are the enemy I will fight for the rest of my life whether you plague me or my loved ones.
I wont sleep until you suffer an equally terrible death that you've forced on more than can be counted for.
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