Wednesday, February 3, 2010

I want to see you cry

I wish I could be there.
Be there to see your face.
To see the tears fall from those dangerous brown eyes.

You've never known pain like what you impose on others.
The manipulations, lies and deceit.
The devil walking on the Lord's earth in human form,
showing your demon face when you tear the soul from unexpecting victims.

No sympathy, no remorse.
In it for the pleasure, what feels good for you and only you.
No matter how unjust and cruel your actions truly are.

I was one of many to fill your greedy desires.
A thousand tears have flowed from my blue eyes.
Not a single tear shed for me.
I'm a different woman now.
Some ask what happened?
My only answer...it was the devil was in disguise.
He may wear a mask for others, but I truely know his face.
His soul was as black as night, and a body and face like god.

Now I want revenge.
I want you to burn with me, so I don't have to burn alone.
I want you to know how it feels.
How it feels to wait for a call that never comes.
To lie in bed alone, unable to sleep because you miss someone.

Oh how I wish I could see your face.
The face when your black heart finally breaks.
This time, when you go to hell...I hope you stay.

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