A Tear Bounce! Slam! ****! Bam! I have not enough strength to throw the ****ing ball through the roof. **** You! I hit the bag sways I cannot summon enough power to break the ****ing chain. And that ******* bag- ****- STOP MOVING! Today the sweat pours in my knuckles- Blood, it mixes for hours and hours. Who are you? And You? Who is this? I made you and how you repay me is this ****? How rude- You ignored me a crude cold shoulder and why- I can't conceive. Who the hell is he you just want my attention. Well, You've got it I hope you're ****ing happy. I just went into remission- Into my Black Mind.