Yesterday was Scorched Earth.
Yesterday was an amazing show of a devastating vocabulary.
Yesterday was, "You should run for cover when I'm angry."
Yesterday was a composition designed specifically to injure.
Yesterday was, "I no longer care. Burn the fucker to the ground."
Yesterday was, "Ha! I laugh at your ridiculous attempts to hurt me. I'll kill you with mere words! I'm just that fucking good!"
Yesterday was awesome.
I was just that fucking good.
Results achieved, Earth scorched, wicked people vanquished.
Today one of my greatest friends told me he has an invasive melanoma.
All of those idiots that I destroyed yesterday are nothing.
Those people were "sport writing."
The real test comes when your heart is fucking breaking.
I have nothing.
Nothing but love.