Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Shadow

I see falling trees
Swarms of killer bees
Dying of disease
When I see you

Memories of your fucked up past
A life that didn’t last
Never-ending compare and contrast
When I see you

I begin to hate
Emotions deteriorate
Apologies are too late
When I see you

All I see is red
I fucking want you dead
Violence in my head
When I see you

1 comments:

Edward said...

Is this a old love story gone awry? Or did someone not get a birthday cake when he was ten.

From Uncle Ed