Two sides of me
by, 07-28-2012 at 12:19 PM (537 Views)
If I could pretend.
that i was sane.
I wouldn't be lying here.
you wouldn't be bleeding once again.
I promised myself not to do it.
but her urge is too strong.
the way the blade slices through the skin.
a sick yet perfect song.
So we stroll on patrol like without a soul
If this is life.
I don't want it to be.
take them away.
set me free.....it is she, not me.
Her strange thoughts overwhelm
I feel as though I'm evil
I have this intent to kill
I feel like a fire with her desires
Overwhelmed with this sick hate
I know why, she makes me hear.
I have one knife in one hand and her victims heart in the other
My old and favorite knife.
I love this knife, as it loves she.
Oh the stories that it has.
But still no regrets, no dreads
the agenda is right, still evil am i?
She turns my blood cold
While it flows through my
Veins. The clock
Everyone but her and I..
So it begins.
The thought of their pain surrounds me,
I see everything, i hear them weep
The chatter of relief,
Just put another predator down
his face with shock and disbelief
splattered my cheeks like tears
My eyes are blood red no fear
Then the silence fills me, and she
We finally go to sleep...darkside and me[/SIZE][LEFT][COLOR=#000000]