Death becomes her

by cHeAtInG dEaTh Nd sTrIpPeD dOmNiQuE   Feb 15, 2012


Death becomes her I scream and break my sleep
I open my eyes and see what a dream it had to be what a fight it had to be
I stand there alone waving out screaming aloud shouting to stop
The nails in my arms have me stuck to a wall the wires in my legs don't let me move
I push forward with killing force the wires dig inside the skin
The holes in my hands are so deep i can see through the hollow truth
Blood spits out and marks the ground it's the day of my defeat
The hanging wire still clung to my veins dripping out all that remains
Bloodshot eyes anger filled I am full of rage ready to kill
I take a knife so sharp and quick, grip it as tight as the hands can hold
Stabbing my insides taking out my stomach making the dirt comes out once again
It feels still numb it feels still dead nothing forward to once what I had felt
I run faster and further I go lighter I become and feel my wings
My body erodes as fires emits inside and engulfs me in it
I burn and burn and still plunge to the sea
The bottom is reached where it's a blue sea a calm surface nothing to deceive
But its only ashes that it receives for everything eroded in the moment of glee
I had once thought it was forever a feeling to be lived a moment to believe
A demise of freedom a death of desires a doomed today and finished tomorrow
Now then my soul looks upon it and still the tears roll down my cheeks
It's a chilling truth that has to be revealed a tragedy of nothing to be
Die die die! They all scream
Stabbing and stabbing into my grave
For the hollow remembrance still does not sooth for what they feel is still a lot of hate
Digging and digging they upturn the grave and crush the empty me
I'm still standing there feeling nothing though it still hurts like a thousand bee stings

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