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by Dark&Grim May 24, 2024 category : Dark, fantasy / dark, horror
Why would you make me die If you were going to cry You say you need me back But I will haunt you Your justice is lost We used to be civil But now that is gone The power consumed by you Filling you with greed It flamed and fueled all of your need Then you get tired You went to me And my kindness backfired You loaded And shot A hole in my heart Not just my body My heart My soul My being You sat on a log Long gone from the friend I used to know Staring out at the forest Where you and I used to frolic We were kids We were innocent We were oblivious to the world around When you find that rod That evil force of pure white anger You had picked it up It was joke As the years passed on Your father taught you how To use it To justify your vile actions When I found What your father had done I ran Ran And ran When I came back Ten years later You were just like him Evil Vile Wicked You were different You were numb Your father had squashed you He stomped out your spirit Your being Your soul Like a fire drowning in a river You were a mere shell of what you had been You were no longer my friend You were just like the others I had hoped I had prayed That you would turn out fine But those grueling monsters did their job They turned a boy Into a nightmare Squashing his flame And replacing it with a corrupt hunger Derived of happiness You came to me Your long-lost friend Who no longer cared you came came with that firing rod and you thought that if you took it we could be friends again I turned you down you got mad no longer understanding no longer a boy Shot that hole straight through and through as I fell you caught me and said What have I done? I am dead. I closed my eyes as the life faded away it was dark blissful serene I followed death willingly wanting life to end my friend my enemy and now my killer what has society done to make people so fragmented what have I done to deserve this now as i sit as a ghost a being a goner I remember I remember the good I remember the bad but most of all I remember the horrible