The Demon

The third and final part... maybe not final, we'll see, it's the third anyway.

You did this to me, you turned me in to this,
Lured out what has been growing inside me,
Tracing the edge of my sanity with your lips,
So shut your pretty mouth, I don't want to hear,
Turn your eyes to the ground, pray,
Beg, on your knees for forgivness, I feel no mercy anymore,
This is where my patience run out, your time is up.

My precious, you are my most beloved posession,
Yet like all good things, you too have an end,
The one that I will give you, I hope you are ready;
For what I have planned for you, it will be your last;
Time to scream out for me, how I wish to just;
Take that final breath of yours from you,
Make it mine for eternity to feed what's been locked away.

The lies that she told poisened our lives;
A venom so deadly it turned my heart in to stone,
Her tears no longer to her use, fake droplets of hoplesness,
They would fall down on my outstreched hands;
That now hold the heart that I ripped from her chest,
Motionless and cold even before the deadly act,
It's not murder when the person is already dead inside.

Author's Note

I'm not sure if I like it...