the guilt felt by you
when my life is took
i already see
my clothes washed in the brook.
surely you must know
that anger feeds death
that you'll be the one
stifling my last breath.
because you've ******** up my life
until i couldnt breath
and my happiness is fading
and with it, my soul leaves
i blame you for my troubles
and you for my pain
you've stolen my mind
and with it you reign.
and so i shall die
and then you will see
all of the pain
and hurt you caused me.
may i torment your soul
until forgiveness you seek
and then you will find
you're not strong, your weak.
for you picked me apart,
though nothing i did,
and then you will see
why my life i did rid.
hm...this one i wrote with two subjects in mind. kelcie and my dad.
 MasterTater · Fri Feb 09, 2007 @ 04:49am · 3 Comments |
