Silence means so much now

by Jonn Thompson   Mar 26, 2006


It's said to be
f**ked up-
he destroyed her...
Never expected that
to happen-

She tells him
hold on-
As she throws
her thoughts into the toilet-
And it may taste
as tonight's dinner-
but in the end
She don't care
no more...

And did you think
of me when you F**ked her?!?
DID YOU-she cries-

And lights up another bowl...
To stoned to realize
she has another scar...

And did you think I'd
become this-
WHEN YOU F**KED HER!?!
And she cries-

Images of the past,
of what they had,
what they could of had-
she rids of them
through a puff of smoke-
but they just return
with the next inhale....

And did you think I'd
become this-
As she undoes her belt-
to shaky to make a strait cut...
And she cries-

Silence always scared you
well what do you think of this-
...............................
Just to hurt him-
she records
the popping of her skin...
writes "the end" in her blood
And she cries-
did you think I'd become this?

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