Left To Die

Dissected, ripped from my soul
Drained, smashed, buried in a hole
Nothing left to identify my name
My bones are all that will remain
I cursed the very souls who forgotten me
I left them to die in their own self misery
All the hate is gone but the curse will remain
For you there is nothing left to gain
Maybe I will smile while my demon buries you
You really did not have a clue did you?

Dissected, ripped from my soul
I have finally reached my goal
I created my own torture game
My demon will always remain
The bitter and torn memory
Will soon kill you instantaneously
My demon will always remain
For all of this is me to blame
Scorched, maimed, broken the body you once knew
I smiled as the demon buried you

Reviews

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Wow! This is kind of deep as well as dark, very well written.