WARNING: THIS WORK CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE. IF THIS OFFENDS YOU, PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS.
Anger.
Grief.
Depression.
MY F**KING OBSESSION.
Kill to live
its madness
Falling from the sky
And to be and end all to see
I can't go on to live free
I just can't
Live your life so very well
While I'm rotting in my hell
You have 19 of ever 20
Leaving only 1 for me...
Your tower looms across the sky
while mine is just a humble arch
that sits atop a lonely hill,
and kill to thrill and hear me shrill
as I break these chains and end my pains
and take what is rightly mine...
I'll chase you from the barren plain
and fight you for your endless reign
murder for vengeance and mercy for death
reaper needs a tic tac, you can smell his awfull breath
life unwinding like a spool, lets get this over with...
Start running
Cuz I'm coming
nothing can save your filthy rich a**
I've got you sighted in my scope
THIS IS VENGEANCE.
wow justin this is amazing i love this poem this is outragously wonderful just like you and only you could write something this perfect.
love,
allie