Your Death, My PleasureA Poem by Serena KayeI meant for it to be nice...Well it didn't end that way..a bit of a twist.I just want you to know who I am, With loving arms open wide, The size of the Earth, With bright caring eyes, I’d give up forever just knowing how you feel, If it’s true, Or is it just another game? Waiting to be crushed, With only myself to blame, Now isn’t that a shame? With knots so deep, And an overwhelming heart, It’s just a game right? Your blood now on my hands, The tables have been turned this time around, Look who won now, With your blood spilt on the floor, Heart fearing for light, When darkness is all you can see, Dark, frightening, horrid, Now you see how I feel, Isn’t it the best? I think so, How do you feel about it now? Maybe you’ll learn your lesson now, Thing is, You’re a bit late, Your death is now my pleasure, © 2012 Serena KayeReviews
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