The night falls quickly,
The sky full of lost hopes and tired dreams,
I drift away slowly,
Reminded of the screams.
Those screams haunt me,
Each and everyday,
They tell me your watching me,
They tell me I'm your prey.
I try to sleep,
I lie awake,
I think of the chance,
The chance I have to take.
This art I possess,
Is beautiful,
Though, unlike the rest.
I can't live this life I'm so sick of,
i can't take it,
Do you know how horrible it is?
To hate the man you love?
You say I could be better,
But when I'm good,
You say I'm the best.
You say it to keep me wrapped up,
Wrapped up in the stupid reality,
A reality I can't give up, that you possess.
You mess with my head,
You make me feel strangely disgusting,
Sickly and ill,
You shove down my throat,
That jagged pill.
I rise,
Reminded of the screams,
The screams of pain,
From the hits upon my skin,
When you turn devilishly mean.
I go to grab the sharp knife,
It rests in the kitchen sink,
We used it for dinner,
You left it there,
Why didn't you think?
I take it to the bed,
I clutch it in my hand,
The moon glows,
As I silently fight this harmful man.
One,
Two,
I cannot bring myself to do it,
I love to hate you too much,
I feel ashamed and sick.
My stomach turns,
I try it once more,
Before I know it,
There is blood on the floor.
You sick, twisted bastard!
Look what you've made me do!
I wouldn't be so crazy,
If it wasn't for you.
It seems rather black in the moonlight glow,
The blood in its many shades,
I smile grimly,
My love for you fades.
I killed you,
The pain,
And the demented game,
You made me play.
I killed the passion,
I killed the hate,
I killed my narrow fate.
I do not hear them,
Those screams are gone,
They're finally dead,
They have diminished,
Just like the sickness in my head.
Hope Ramone
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