Post by Prez Sonya Sniper on May 22, 2006 4:42:26 GMT -5
True Vengence
Are they sorry? Could they ever be sorry? Truly sorry?
Even now she could hear their yelling, their attempts to break her
Nothing would ever break her though.
She was stronger than most thought in more ways than one.
For years she had stood there and taken it
All she had went to them both physically and not.
How was she going to explain this?
After all it wasnt like she could just vanish... Or was it?
Thunder rolls now and rain begins to fall
She looks around at her mess with a flash light
After all it was the perfect plan... almost flawless
But she didnt follow it
Carelessness is what did her in
She stopped caring long ago, but she fought it
All that she put up with was more than enough to commit her
The rain falls harder down on her, washing the blood off her face
As the rain passes and she tosses the axe into a fire she can almost feel it
The warm blanket, the gentle hugs
After all thats all she wanted, was a hug and maybe to be loved
She smiles into the fire, then she has her plan
She realized what she had done after disposing of the evidence
For hours she cried in sorrow, she prayed to God
He didnt seem to answer her, she is lost in the eyes of God for her deeds
But was it was worth it, to stop it, to free herself, OH YES it was worth it
A sick smile crosses her face as she cleans the rest of the blood off
Could she get away with it?
Her eyes brighten, as she has lost all ability to care
Now to come up with an allibi
Years come and go. Of course she got away with it
The warm fire crackles with the whispers in the darkness
She is curled in a ball in the center of the room crying
Even now she couldnt escape them
She thinks back to the hacks with the axe,
Their voices fill the air around her, taunting her
She has to escape, she has to get away
Scampering across the floor searching for something, anything
A tear rolls down her cheek as she picks up a single dagger
There is only one way to escape it, in death she will be free
She places the blade to her wrist, blood trickles down
A tingling crosses the back of her head as more blood flows
She closes her eyes and thumps to the floor lifelessly
Her chest barely rising to fall,
Somehow she managed to cut a little deeper
More blood flowed that was that, she was gone...
Even in death they cant let her be.
Now they gather around her taking and taking
It is a vicious cycle and will contiue to be so forever
Now the only thought in her mind is "Here we go again"
--12 Dec 2005
Are they sorry? Could they ever be sorry? Truly sorry?
Even now she could hear their yelling, their attempts to break her
Nothing would ever break her though.
She was stronger than most thought in more ways than one.
For years she had stood there and taken it
All she had went to them both physically and not.
How was she going to explain this?
After all it wasnt like she could just vanish... Or was it?
Thunder rolls now and rain begins to fall
She looks around at her mess with a flash light
After all it was the perfect plan... almost flawless
But she didnt follow it
Carelessness is what did her in
She stopped caring long ago, but she fought it
All that she put up with was more than enough to commit her
The rain falls harder down on her, washing the blood off her face
As the rain passes and she tosses the axe into a fire she can almost feel it
The warm blanket, the gentle hugs
After all thats all she wanted, was a hug and maybe to be loved
She smiles into the fire, then she has her plan
She realized what she had done after disposing of the evidence
For hours she cried in sorrow, she prayed to God
He didnt seem to answer her, she is lost in the eyes of God for her deeds
But was it was worth it, to stop it, to free herself, OH YES it was worth it
A sick smile crosses her face as she cleans the rest of the blood off
Could she get away with it?
Her eyes brighten, as she has lost all ability to care
Now to come up with an allibi
Years come and go. Of course she got away with it
The warm fire crackles with the whispers in the darkness
She is curled in a ball in the center of the room crying
Even now she couldnt escape them
She thinks back to the hacks with the axe,
Their voices fill the air around her, taunting her
She has to escape, she has to get away
Scampering across the floor searching for something, anything
A tear rolls down her cheek as she picks up a single dagger
There is only one way to escape it, in death she will be free
She places the blade to her wrist, blood trickles down
A tingling crosses the back of her head as more blood flows
She closes her eyes and thumps to the floor lifelessly
Her chest barely rising to fall,
Somehow she managed to cut a little deeper
More blood flowed that was that, she was gone...
Even in death they cant let her be.
Now they gather around her taking and taking
It is a vicious cycle and will contiue to be so forever
Now the only thought in her mind is "Here we go again"
--12 Dec 2005
