What Makes You Think Killing You Won’t Make Me Smile?

Wrapped in torment for days on end
Conformity aggressed,deprived of all sins
Mutilation becoming all to real
For you that is, the touch of cold steel

The feel of warm flesh gripped in my hand
Ripping out your insides as slowly as I can
Feel it, smell it; cause your death is near
But not before I show you the true meaning of F E A R !

You annoy me so that I’ll go to the extreme
And rip off your body parts just to hear you scream
I’ll start with your fingers, then sever your arms
Breaking them at the elbows just to cause more harm

I’ll cut off your tongue followed by your lips
Then I’ll take a sledge and shatter your hips
I’ll slash your throat so your voice will be gone
But enough you keep you alive, cause now the hurt is ON!

You can cringe with tears, but it won’t make me stop
Cause I’ll pick you up and stab you back down each time you drop
Your stupidity is amazing, like a retarded broken record that never ends
You think it’s an accident each time I stab you, “OOPS look I did it again”

The want to vomit from the sickness that’s come about
A shame it’s impossible now ’cause your stomach I ripped out
Scratches like claw marks, I won’t let you die
Only when I feel you’ve suffered enough, then I’ll say goodbye

If you think I won’t be happy for putting you in your place
Take a good look at me and this HUGE-ASS SMILE ON MY FACE!

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By fallendarkness

Everything Dies.