Your end

At the middle of the night there you scream......
seeking forgiveness as it seems..

looking hopelessly to me..pulling my leg wishing me to stop..looking in my eyes..seeing nothing..only anger...

telling me to let go of the axe that is in my hand...telling me to think it over but no i wont ...if i did you'll get away and this is a thing i do not want to happen..

you crawled away from me trying to escape as i move closer..you started crying and that what made me laugh because you were the one who made me cry in the past..
it is your time now to feel the pain and the flames of my anger