Monday, March 28, 2005

Turbulent

Turbulent

Alone

And I think of you
Too many times

The good and the bad
And the soft and the hard
All of you

Roiling in my head
The images of you
My thoughts not my own
Yet here they are

Taken from me
Your flesh gone cold
As mine does now
The metallic taste
As I bite back my scream

A hollow shell
Of the man I once was
To the beast I have become
And the hate
The keeps me alive
For now

For my revenge
Will be soon
And swift
And I will feel
His heart stop in my hands
For the things he has done
And the pain he has caused

It was not our time
To be apart
But we will be together
When the deed is done
And the dead man
Walks no longer

The whetstone sharpens
My implement of death
My tool of destruction
It will be done
Soon enough

And I see him
It is time
At last he will pay
And my soul shall rejoice

Shadows conceal
And I strike the death-blow
It is done and it is good

I have killed
For my one true love

I have killed myself for killing you.

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