The hell with you; a drunken pain

Hey you, are you listening out there? Are you there at all? Why are you doing all that? What did I do to you? To you personally I mean, why do you want to hurt me?  What are you counting on? Why the child has to suffer? Why did you do that? You are no better and you know that. Now, now, wait.. the child has a father and you took it from him. How little ugly and scum can you be? It walks around, look at it.. LOOK AT IT!! Open your eyes that are already blind form to see how you are lost, how your soul is trashed, is dirty, is gone, how you were falling to the ugly, falling to the lie, falling to the phony, falling to the fake to the aggressive to the not real, do you LISTEN TO ME???  You take a child his dad, his father, do you get that? Is it what is all about, being “free” from me? But you can not and will never be, I am all over there, stop and take the child in your arms and look into its eyes.. you see ME.. you see ME!. You see what you have taken away from the living creature, from that living organism, from that living fragile and love needing human.. You devil will not have a sex or whatever gender when standing to court in front of the allmighty…  I curse you to go to hell. (a drunken father in his pain)