One Piece Reader Inserts

But I Guess I Won't (??? x Reader)

I don't know who this is for or whether it's about the reader or the character... I just wrote this while watching a bunch of AMVs, so I suppose it's up to you guys to decide

Edit: Holy mistakes, Batman!
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It may seem a bit much

But I would bludgeon your head in without a second thought

As to forget that vile, irritating face of yours

But I guess I won't

I would wrap my fingers around your neck

And squeeze until not another breath leaves your lips

To silence that revolting, and rather plague-like laugh

But I guess I won't

Usually, I'll admit, I am far more composed than this

But you make me livid

Absolutely livid

And all of my unyielding, blinding rage will be the death of me

(Or, preferably, you)

And, truth be told

I'd much rather drown than spend

Another second with you

I would personally send you to the last ring of hell

Using my own two hands

To stay away from the chaos that orbits you

But I guess I won't

I would gladly shove my hands into your chest cavity

And disembowel you from the neck down

To keep you six feet below me

But I guess I won't

Usually I'm far less violent

But you, oh god you

Are the scourge of my existence

All of my hatred and all of my anger

Have spiraled and morphed into one

Chaotic, and amorphous form

And if you have one shred of sanity left

You'd leave

Perhaps I can resort to homicide

And watch your body decay in the trunk of my car

I'm sure your rotted, pus-covered corpse would make for far better company

But I guess I won't

I could sharpen my teeth and nails

And turn to cannibalistic tendencies

To make sure there isn't one bloody piece of you left

But I guess I won't

Why do you feel the need to watch my decent into madness?

Do you just get off to the needless self-destruction and sacrifice?

Why, why in God's name, can you not take your stupid, smiling face,

And throw yourself into the furthest stretch of the void?

I could, and would, do all of these things to keep you away,

Yet you keep crawling back like some half-starved mutt...

I suppose I'll be forced to keep you around, if I can't resort to murder,

But don't get used to it.