Being Chased By My Victims Ghost

by Jennifer RIP Lesthat Hayden   Dec 10, 2005


I dropped the knife and then
I ran
And then the story then began
Caught red handed
In your blood
Face and body smeared with mud
Standing over your dead body
I look up and there's your ghost Floating in the air
My eyes widened
But I had no time to stare
I dropped the knife and then
I ran
And then the story then began
Your ghost started chasing me
I feel your soul embracing me
Your so cold because your wasted
Your ghost is here and I have to
Face it
But I don't want to so I run
I try to shoot it with my gun
But I already killed you with the Knife
I forgot
You don't have a life
Your soul is here
It makes me sick
It makes me nervous
It makes me scared
It makes me want to throw up
I fear if I do I will throw up my soul
At least there is not a dog to devour it
I know that sounds awfully funny
My dog ate my soul after I threw it up
Ha
But not as funny as it is me killing you
I am sick
And I am twisted
And I now run from your soul
I feel your spirit seeks revenge
I kill the living and run from the Dead
Sick thoughts course through my veins
And run through my head
But I run from your soul
Through the jungle
In the forest
Through the graveyard
Anywhere
And everywhere
I run from you
I killed you
And now you want revenge
Life isn't fair
You lost
But you broke the rules
And still play
You cheat now
Because I cheated then
So in the end
Neither of us win
I had it planed
I'd win this game
But I was wrong
And now I run
From your hateful soul
Screams of pain travel out of my Mouth
The blood bleeds from my skin
I'm loosing
I'm dieing
I lied
I cheated
And now I die here
Bleeding
Gasping for breath
Pane everywhere
Thoughts of misery and regret and The feeling of fear and confusion
Your soul leaves me
I am dead
My ghost wanders forever in this World of cruelty
Forever to be haunting because
I lost in life
There's a moral to this story
The moral is not to cheat
In other words
If you kill
The ghost could come
And kill you
So in the end
We could never win
If we remain dishonest and unfair
Therefore
We will not go to Heaven
If there is a such place
Or if you do not believe in it
Whatever place you believe in
If good
Will not
Ever
Happen

GAME OVER
YOU LOSE

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  • 18 years ago

    by Angel

    I like how you write!!!!