Death himself

by Jen   Aug 9, 2005


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Today is the day
She says to herself
there's no other way
she grabs the knife off of her shelf

She walks up stairs
and she seems to melt
it seems that nobody cares
that her presence has never been felt

This little girl
always locked in her room
was invisible to the world
and it was impossible for her to resume

to live with people who chose to ignore
to live with strangers
she could take no more
the thought only brought up dangers

The room wallpapered in gold
Her facial expressions silent
It's time for her to be bold
Time for it to become violent

She walks in the room
Not worthy of even a glare
This action will bring only gloom
but does she really care?

She looks at her mother
She's reading a book
wanting to smother
craving for just one look

Just one smile
that's all she may plea
waiting ass this while
for something she knew could never be

So with the knife
her mother cries out in pain
Finally looking at her to reach out for her life
but her life will be ended in vain

Looking her straight in the eye now
it takes the girl by surprise
the mother takes a bow
to death she is trying to make a compromise

Death of course deny's
for he is a friend of the forgotten one
he knows of the endless shun

She drops her mother to the floor
wondering is this supposed to fell this good
her soul is craving for more
She would never take it back if she could

Death takes her hand
and takes her far away
for she no longer can understand
how to not betray

She was the one who shunned herself
she was the one who chose to ignore
the one who took the knife off the shelf
it was the devil she did adore

So let's say good-bye
to our dear friend
but i will always wonder why
this is how it had to come to an end .

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