Wishing I could see could clearly, yet my mind is fogged with this violent rage. I can’t think of anything but killing them… all of them. I just want to disembody every last limb off of those wretched bodies. Wait… what am I saying? What the fuck is going on in my head? Fuck that, they killed all that I know. My girl, my unborn child; nothing left in life matters. Wait… what am I saying? There is still a life to live; a world to build… with whom? Is there anyone left? There has to be someone left… right? Am I talking to myself? Damn, I keep asking myself questions. I am going fucking insane. I am going to go vent and see if I can find some of these hopeless bastards to kill.