Die the way you were born. Screaming and covered in blood!

A hateful sensation that burns so hot. It rips skin and chars hair. Burning so hot it hurts others, as hard as it hurts yourself on the inside. A hate so strong and pure it makes you do things. Things many people will never experience. A hate so devouring that you dont fear the fires of hell. A fire that burnt the faces of the people that caused it into your soul, for EVER! Never able to rest. Struggling, crying, screaming, whispering for relieve. Shall it be revenge that frees me?