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I think back to all of the good times And then finally realize That they were all just figments Of my fucked up mind segments I never had real serenity It was a false sense of reality Because now the real has been skewed Enough to make someone puke My thoughts are racing My mind is ever so pacing Just waiting for someone to push Me over the happiness bush Over to the dark side No longer wanting to hide I will go over the edge The next chance i get at the ledge Then one day the situation occurs My mind has finally decided to concur Someone has made a liable threat So they make up for self debt But they don't realize what they've done They definitely have not won The egregious demons come to action The fire is at an ultimate maximum I take his pin shaped head And ring out all the dread That i have felt and had That head was like a punching bag Fist after furious fist to the face Fire and fury is the only pace Until he cannot defend Death is now in the toxic blend Everyone there stands in shock A violent villain has decided to rock This person to the core With unmerciful gore There is nothing to be done What difference would be in the sum But the new serial killer Has to make sure his journey gets a filler Now I shed upon a street corner Where my next victim would be former Former living being May no longer will she be seeing She prays up to a devious character Which fronts as a minister She asks for a dirty ride On his so-called religious side I witness the unholy alliance It was seen to me as a defiance For what was supposed to be A sacred kindling So the fury inside my rotting skull Erupts from its short lull And awakens once again The evil, desecration and disdain I creep up to the unsuspecting devil And make my rage level To her incredulous desecration And ultimate inebriation My arm wraps around her neck Like a hand around an unopened deck The oxygen slowly disintegrates As her senses slowly deteriorate Then i let go as she would drop Onto the unforgiving slop In that cold muddy street And i start once again to march my feet But not without a final glance At the recent horrid dance With another decaying soul That has no longer filled my hole The days and nights start to intensify With speed being amplified By the fact that i was always running From anyone who was gunning To commit the same cruel acts I have done on my back Boy what a complex contradiction As mine was coming to an ambient fruition The final parasitic waste Was waiting at a local place It was the city police station Which may be my final destination I saw my new prey Which would be the final to lay To the final burning rest This was ultimately what was best As he walks out of the building I was freed from the wishing He reached the narrow alley As i made my conclusive death rally I lasso him to the ground And then i fiercely pound Until he becomes nearly useless But not ending was his death wish I start to forcefully stab With my knife on his badge And every part of his injured body This was becoming a mind robbery And then after minutes of jabs Finally enough evil i had As i take the sharp axe into The soul's atrophy filled womb This would be my final victim As the officers rush in They instruct me to put my hands up As i have drained my last cup Of all that streaming blood No longer was there a flood They sit me in and take me away As i will go to the court's fray I sit in a glamorous tuxedo As the jury reaches a crescendo What irony as the suit Was total opposite of my loot In my mind and soul As they start to take the toll The verdict reaches the assembly It broodingly reads death penalty I march on to that shock chair Where i will see my final glare But then my body and brain Starts to realize what has drained The hate has been replaced With real thought of saving face Because i vanquished all my enemies All who created my treachery The man who bullied me From class to city to sea Making my glory years Into violent loquacious spears He took the absolute best And put it to awful rest He would no longer infest He was laid to rest The woman who took my baby And my ever waiting virginity Tried to reel in a life For her own personal strife And destroy its relationship With one who gave him penmanship But now she was gone I can no longer fawn And finally the man who wronged By trying to get me pronged For his own wrong doing This is why he was sewing The many seeds to my unravel So he can continue to travel But he now only travels in hell Because i put him in that cell So as i comfortably maneuvered To that ultimate death prover I was at peace with myself Released from the perilous dwell As the shocks pierce my cranium I smile and laugh into the titanium My final moments were soothing Which was all i wanted as a being |