Thursday, May 08, 2008

Feeder

Oh what a mess she was
Ladened in venom and deadly disease
A year goes by, shaking it, pulling it off
She breathes for the first time, lets go for the last time

Or at least she tries, tricks herself for the hundredth time.

Does she cry for the thousandth time?
The tears run dry with no more to cry
What to do, what to do
I have the gun, the knife, the posion
To end it forever, rid the disease

Wathcing her is all I can do
My glass prison, tapping glass, thumping glass
But she doesn't see, cant hear, wont turn
So leave her be, watch her forever as she dies inside herself

Forever cracking glass, no nearer, no further
Drinking it, gulping down as much sorrow as I can
I am the monster that feeds on her pain
Slowly destroying it, breaking it down
Day by day, I will get closer, ever so closer
One day in time I will conquer and take
Only one last breath in, it will be the last, one day very soon

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