The only way out

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fists clenched so tighty you think they might break
and the bones in your body all start to shake
and the anger is growing and building inside
cause he crushed all your dreams and he smashed all your pride
along with everything else that you own
its all on the floor broken, as he sits on his throne
and you left for this reason, so the drama would end
but hes clinging and crying for you as a friend
but you couldnt care less after all that hes done
you just wish he would end it, and hand him a gun
and i know it sounds harsh and quite brutal to say
but im waiting and praying to hear of the day
when i finally know that hes not comng back
so i can ease up my body, feel no need to attack
his death is my freedom, ive been tortured for years
seeing him lay in a casket will end all my fears
Posted in Poetry
by Necrophile23


Wow. Intense, brutal, and honest. I love it. Just a spelling edit: it's "throne" not "thrown" :)

TabulaRasa - 2011-08-31

Thank you for that, my heat of the moment writing is always sloppy!

Necrophile23 - 2011-09-07

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