Token Of Affection Poem by Crystal Gilbert

for my father andy:
sometimes, it's still VERY HARD to not dream of revenge.

i'd like to see you bleed.
i'd like to hear you scream.
i'd like to give you a
black eye
broken rib.
fatal injury.
consider it a token of my affection.

i'd like to see you suffer.
i want to give you pain.
i'd like to make your
tears fall.
heart break.
life end.
consider it a token of my affection.

your misery is my happiness.
your pain is my release.
your terror is my fantasy.
consider it a token of my affection.

and i used to be such a good girl.