*the drugs
may have pushed me over the edge
but by that time
i was begging for death

escape proved to be futile
and besides
i would never settle for running
just to live barely breathing

i raged
at the wall coming down on me
i acted
in response to your action

my destruction
will never be undone,
it will simply be, forever.

a blanket of scars wrapped
around a beautiful moon

a God sent secret
seen only with patience in mind
and compassion in heart

this will be
my late warning
to those who play the people as pawns

these roman games are coming
to an end

even though you won't know it
until it's too late, i promise.

.
..
.
.

i, the host
have already taken the stage

you, the disorderly mob,
do you really think you are chasing me
just because i am running toward the door...?

(laugh)


i told you
no escape.


(doors lock)



no witnesses
no crime.


























*unwritten