think of me

Think of me!
Think of me, Casey!
I want you to remember me
while you die.

I want you to feel the pain I felt
as you killed me.
I want you to bleed
as I have bled for you.
I want you to burn into ashes
as I have burnt for you.
Think of me
When the darkness begins
to take your mind over,
When your heart dries up
and turns to stone,
When all your blood is
drained from your veins
and no longer pumps,
When you have fallen
as far as you can in
the depths of drowning darkness,
I want you to think of me, Casey.
And remember this is the same
place I was at because of you.
I hope you enjoy it.
See you in hell!

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By The Evil Cheezman

Purveyor of sacred truths and purloined letters; literary acrobat; spiritual godson of Edgar Allan Poe, P.T. Barnum, and Ed Wood; WAYNE MILLER is the head architect of EVIL CHEEZ PRODUCTIONS, serving up the finest in entertainment and edification for the stage, the page, and the twain screens, silver and computer. He is the axe-murderer who once met Andy Griffith.