Horror Story
This poem was meant to be a disaster
like all of your happily ever after
you built me up on all your lies
and showed me castles in your skies
strange birds sang there with no voice
like them I no longer have a choice
for every time you dangled me
mocking my will to be free
this revenge now I take
from darkness of soul and power of hate
with ink I blacken out your sun
this horror story's just begun
from hell I summon the cold flame
this time I gladly take the blame
the poisoned vines tangle up your feet
and drag you through my misery
with gears of pain I stretch you out
in this tomb no one hears you shout
the shriek of wraiths fill up your ears
that were always deaf to my tears
with promise of life now you are bruised
for ever time I was afraid and used
your treasured card of love and romance
I've shredded up and burned to ash
by pen I cut you open to bleed
now it's you begging to be freed
before the world now you lie naked
by me you will always be hated
perhaps another will take pity
lets hope this poem they never see.
like all of your happily ever after
you built me up on all your lies
and showed me castles in your skies
strange birds sang there with no voice
like them I no longer have a choice
for every time you dangled me
mocking my will to be free
this revenge now I take
from darkness of soul and power of hate
with ink I blacken out your sun
this horror story's just begun
from hell I summon the cold flame
this time I gladly take the blame
the poisoned vines tangle up your feet
and drag you through my misery
with gears of pain I stretch you out
in this tomb no one hears you shout
the shriek of wraiths fill up your ears
that were always deaf to my tears
with promise of life now you are bruised
for ever time I was afraid and used
your treasured card of love and romance
I've shredded up and burned to ash
by pen I cut you open to bleed
now it's you begging to be freed
before the world now you lie naked
by me you will always be hated
perhaps another will take pity
lets hope this poem they never see.