
About someone who just can't take it any more...R&R...don't know what else to say
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Tragedy - Words: 438 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-21-03 - id: 1386289
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These padded walls are all my fault
I've been strapped down
Deemed too crazy to kill
The pills are shoved down my throat
Against my will
Driving forth my lust to kill
Come a little closer
Set this demon free
All I want to do
Is start a killing spree
My blood tastes good against my lips
The knife feels good deep in my hips
My eyes are filled with lustful hate
But you can't see your mirrored fate
I hear the blood pulse through me
As it floods straight through my veins
How many people must I kill
To keep myself insane
I'm too afraid to be like you
I'm too afraid of what I'll do
If everything was normal
And I didn't want to die
The sun is just a thing we made
To make ourselves forget our pain
But when we're sitting all alone
The razors look so fine
I've been locked within my mind
They won't let me speak
They feel that I am crazy
But they're just far too weak
They cannot understand my mind
They cannot break into my skull
Why won't they just listen to me
Before I pump them full of holes
The rage is taking over
But I'm locked within my chains
They fear that I might break them
Because I am insane
But I'll just sit here patiently
And show them the good boy I can be
And when they loosen up the straps
They will see how beautiful death can be
I'm too afraid to be like you
I'm too afraid of what I'd do
If everything was normal
And I didn't want to die
The sun is just a thing we made
To make ourselves forget our pain
But when we're sitting all alone
The razors look so fine
I'm a missionary of hate
Nothing can stop my rampage
Though they have me captured
Someday I'll escape
You'll never know you've passed me by
Until it's time for you to die
And you meet me at the gates of hell
I may even be the devil himself
I'm too afraid to be like you
I'm too afraid to look like you
I'm too afraid of what I'd do
I'm too afraid to be like you
The sun is just a thing we made
To make ourselves forget our pain
But when we're sitting all alone
The razors look so fine
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