Monday, 18 April 2011

Lights Out

I'm done pretending. I refuse to be a part of your petty little games any more.
You have failed to find whats left of the love and decency your puny soul possesses.
I will suck you dry again.
Some are not worth saving. You are one of those some.
You are such a pretty mess. But all messes must at some point be cleaned up.
I will choke the life within.

Now you want to take me down, down into the pits of your own personal hell.
Ha! As if I even care.
I am the monster in your head. Your own personal deamon.
And I thought you'd learnt by now. Karma comes back and bites you on the ass.
It seems you haven't yet. You're just as naive as you were when I left.
I am the venom in your skin, slowly sapping what little life you have left.

And now your life is broken.

After the lights go out on you, after your worthless life is through, I'll remember how you screamed.

I am suffocating. Choking violently
You have failed to pull me into your ways.
I will drag you down again.
Life is unrelenting. And so am I when I want to be.
Feeding lies into my head, trying to poison my mind with your words.
I will feed the lies you live.

Now you want to take me down, down into the pits of your own personal hell.
Ha! As if I even care.
I am the monster in your head. Your own personal deamon.
And I thought you'd learnt by now. Karma comes back and bites you on the ass.
It seems you haven't yet. You're just as naive as you were when I left.
I am the venom in your skin, slowly sapping what little life you have left.

And now your life is broken.

After the lights go out on you, after your worthless life is through, I'll remember how you screamed.

I can't afford to care.

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