The Suffering
By silentninja
As we whisper at the time
sinking deeper into my lie
Had I ever
had a heart
It should of never cared
As before this piece I fall
apart
In silence lies these scars I bare
But wait, tis
be so silent
Means empty, no beautiful viloence
Bring forth the
suffering
and let me tear them a shunder
With trechorous eyes
as I plunder
My eyes only flicker with the hunger
Kill
them all
Every one of those good for nothing pieces of sh.....
WAIT
No
I hear the children as they rhyme
They cant
sing, or dance
And yet they try
Don't kill them, do kill
them
Ok tear them to pieces,
make them scream
I want to
hear them scream
In pain there is justice
In sorrow there
are tears
In my soul there is darkness
When the screaming
stops
I die
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Copyright 2011 silentninja
Published on Friday, March 4, 2011.
Filed under:
"Poetry"