Time will grant

Monotonous simpletons. Uninteresting, narrow minded, unimportant. My residual existence dependent on conformity… how unpleasant. Words spoken before consideration, their actions ever so evincing. Little do they know, little do they really know.
Insects, buzzing around their insignificant lives, waste of the oxygen we share. Objects ready to be disposed, yet I lack the means of disposition. Time will grant, time will grant.
Keep barking, I will put you down. A matter of persuasion, time will grant.
Comradery, a specious term. Stemming from self-centered utility, the momentary satisfaction, surely short lived, an awareness of which will grant me true power.
Perhaps it is the severance of such ties that will grant me focus, focus to attain satisfaction, which I have come to never equate with happiness.
Deletion to those who oppose me, torture to those who anger me, time will grant, time will grant.
Your tongue I will severe, you will I will bend. Your happiness I will take away, your life I will soon consume.
Continue to deny my existence, retribution will manifest with great presence. Continue living your life, it is your choice to not heed my warning. Nevertheless when the day will come, ignorance will not be your defense, your pain I assure will be immense.
Farewell friends and family, salutations to our love. I will be beside you, concealed a knife to send you above.
I won’t lie
The day when you die
You may ask why
And all you will hear will be good bye