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Written by vampy
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Wednesday, 18 November 2009 |
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I open my mouth to scream
to let the waves of pain pour out.
Three razor cuts side by side,
I wonder what evil i carry in my blood.
Woke up in the pool of my own blood,
and cleansed my soul in it.
The evil shadow still follows me,
even as i kneel down before the executioner.
But chops my head he does not,
instead takes immense pleasure in watching me bleed to death.
My pact with satan being carried away in this pool,
as i dig my nails further deep into my skin.
The pain that i feel inside isn't painful enough.
Severe my head off my neck,
but carry it out in one quick painless stroke,
for i'm still under the shadow of the evil one's hood.
Rain drops starts to fall all around me,
i watch it mix with my blood as i slowly loose my consciousness.
O' death why don't u come fast enough
to relieve me from this masked insanity that i feel.
Blow the flames of my life out with the treacherous wind.
Ah at last my hooded friend, the reaper is here.
I choke and cough out more blood
and just then i get a delightful feeling of being rescued.
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Last Updated ( Saturday, 28 November 2009 )
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