CRaCk My WhIp

by Amir Riveroll   May 24, 2008


I closed my eyes later set on a transe
not knowing where i am this nightmare shall comense.
quickly i dosed off and rapidly fell asleep
woke up at this mystical place that immediately gave me the creeps.

im a stranger from somwhere far and ofly dark
with one retarded weapon that should leave a mark.
I walk through town blindly, one step at a time
strangeness occuring like my mentality is stuck on rewind.
i walk around with a wound up rope
and gasoline dripping from my coat
i flicker my lighter for fun
ill crack my whip at anyone, this aint no holks.

ive held my weapon so tight
my palms look like and feel clay
molding to the rope
as my skin melts away.
i will crack my whip
at anyone who even tries
to stare at me the wrong way
dont make me awaken
the demon that roars inside
ill crack my whip so loud
the dead will come alive.

ive held it so long
theres no way ill let go
and i dont plan on ever doing so
ima punish my horrid foes.
im terribly blinded by the rage
and i could only see myself in a murky puddle of water,
it surprized me
am i a man of horror?
i saw an ugly man
wearing a black coat
holding a wound up rope
im uglier than a burning piece of fresh oak.

theres no way ill leave a broken man
i was sent upon this piece of dirt
to reak habit upon who really
deserve to be hurt
i am here to withdraw
the lives of those
who only evil they followed and saw

i am here to punish
the michevious who are driven
to make others lives hell
and for that they wont be forgiven.
i am here to proclaim my revenge
as i come ripping them apart piece by piece
enjoying every moan they make
theyre sorry they awoke the demon has been unleashed!

i walk around with revenge in my eyes
i laugh and curse any person
because i know
this nightmare will only worsen.
i look around as i see those
those who dare put their hands together and pray
their remose is eating them alive
i gave them first class tickets to hell
they got what they deserve, they dare be not afraid

Ive lost my marbles
there is no cure and no way to mature
ive forever lost my mentality
and im coming to take yours.
i see happyness falling from the sky
but all i can do is watch as it hits the floor
and suddenly burst into flames
this town is covered in ash, must be a new decor.

This is my kind a town
where ash is seen for miles
the innocence is scarse
while the evil seems so futile.
somwhat twisted faith
for those who are rendered good
but those who rendered evil,
you better hide, somwhere really good.
this is my revenge
for all who set my nerves on fire
ill crack my whip so hard
i make their lives quickly expire.

The sun has risen and light has entered
my eyes slowly opening, both pupils so tender
some dream that was, i was just about to surrender
such a mystery it felt so real
it always takes me by surprize
like anonymous letters when my thoughts flash as i break the seal.

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  • 16 years ago

    by ReNeGaD3

    Hello my friend... your poem is very strange but interesting... keep it up