11-29-2008, 02:15 AM
WARNING! mild gore included in this post!
Vengeance, part one [my favourite]
When I think of you
I feel all the pain
Of trying so hard
and without gain
I can fantasize
and hope and dream
But I always end up
wantin to scream
I should be used to
the feeling of hate
I've felt since I first
set foot in this state
Hell, I've felt the same
my whole fucking life
So it's not like I expect
you to drop that knife
I wouldn't either
now that I think
I wouldn't drop that knife
until it's stained pink
I would grip it tight
and look me in the eyes
right before slashing
wildly at my thighs
Then while I was down
I would laugh my ass off
Finally calming down
with a small little cough
Then I would stare
at the bleeding thing below
and lunge downward
with a deadly blow
But I wouldn't aim
to kill me that way
No, I would want
to tease and play
I would miss on pupose
sensing the fear
slipping and letting
the blade draw near
Inch by inch I would
make minor cuts
just enough to show
who's got the guts
And while I did this
I would constantly stare
into fearful wide eyes
without a thought or care
except that of pure
fun and excitement
feeling orgasmis waves
of seismic arousment
Then, just when you trust
me not to take it too far,
I'd slash at your throat
reminding you where you are
Your thrashing would stop
and your shaking would cease
then I would tear you apart
slowly, piece by piece
knowing you're alive
I would keep you that way
just long enough for you
to regret the day
you thought me a foolish
incompetant kid
the day you gave me that look
not too well hid
Just long enough
I'd keep you here
Kneeling down I'd
whisper in your ear
"Fuck you damnit!
and your black clad ass
deciding who does
or does not pass!
Well now I'm the one
who gets to decide
when to say 'die'
if you don't abide!"
Then just as you
start slipping away
I'd gently sweep the
blood away
and lean down further
to press a kiss
gently, and softly
to the lips I would miss..
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Vengeance, part two
I stand in a daze
watching the lights
My eyes start to glaze
And it feels so right
On the Other Side
there's much more hope
But I'm in for the ride
and I'm out of rope
No one can help me
no one has tried
I wanna be free
but my brain is fried
One step up
To hitch a ride
On a pickup truck's
front side
One step back
To earthly life
To fuck a strange man
To be a good wife
I weigh my choices
and concentrate
Should I listen to the voices
or continue to hate
The decision is reached
The jury is out
My body is breached
Flipped inside out
They didn't believe me
they said not to trust
They couldn't see
What I said I must
Now on the roadside
you'll see a cross
Standing to hide
a patch of red moss
If you really looked hard
you'd probably see
The front of a car
Decorated with me
But look even more
and maybe you'll see
The grave of whore
Just possibly
Last edited by ())__Green__))>; 11-29-2008 at 02:17 AM..
Reason: Adding a warning for content.
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