Black Holes And Revelations.

It’s the ones I love who tell me to change,
Just cause people think im strange.
Even when you’re not on a binge
Your eyes still have that drunken tinge.

Over me you try to tower
I let you think you have the power.

One day you will be the bower,
Away from me you will cower.

I let you thing Im fragile, unstable,
But you didn’t know, im scratch-able,
But not breakable.

I know it’s was my heart you tried to steal.
Now it’s your turn to know how I feel.

My sharpest knife in my hand,
Your pooling blood is all I demand.

It only took just one stab,
That first and last fatal jab.

No one will surrender tonight,
I will not give in, until your face is drained white.

XXXX Vickee