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"Victim"   11 - 21 - 03



circles and lines

scribbles and rips

no art this time

just this painful trip

i'm losing my grip



another episode of love

another shot from the above

doing these things i hate

making me feel not-so great

and i'm all locked up again

so begins the end



no more time will we share

no longer are we to be a pair

i'm alone again

left to forces within

to tear me apart

wishing my depart



the darkness and the gloom

all i have are these friends

they locked me in my room

bringing me to my end

life and death they contend

making no amends



another failed experiment

another session of torment

i bared my heart

you tore it apart

now what to do

now without you



no longer i want to exist

as i walk through fog and mist

to my final destination

to execute termination

it's all come to this

as i clench tight my right fist



now falling down

alone in the woods

do i make a sound

would you stop me if you could

no help here from the good

falling face-first in the mud



this heart felt all the pain

overflowing, it now drains

pours out the hurt

it lands on the dirt

these open veins

my death reigns



another death ends misery

alone with no company

this story dies

these hearts will cry

was this meant to be

was this my destiny....