As the hate rises up in me, I lift my hands for all to see, These bloodstained things that have served me so well, Help me in my troubled times, as my heart starts to swell. The fear rose up and began to control you, I remember once these hands would hold you, But that time is over, Its all said and done, Funny how people prefer to use a gun, I really dont see why, this way is so much better, Use your god-given gifts to show your own displeasure. You come to me, your eyes filled with tears, I laugh in your face, and keep drinking away my own fears, The look in your eyes as you hear the cackle of this maniac, Your expression when you realise hes the one after you, I think to myself as you plead on your knees, I think that youre pathetic, through all those tears and pleas. Then you wake up, sweating and screaming, I run in the room, and tell you that you were dreaming, But as my hands rise up, you realize that the dream had come true, You start to miss the nightmare, as my hands come up, done with you
Posted on: Fri, 08 Nov 2013 23:17:31 +0000
Trending Topics
Recently Viewed Topics
© 2015