Chapter 1 - Untitled

Chilling water down my spine,
Like an axe;
Struck from behind

Don’t you see your errors?
Can’t you feel my pain?
You’re like my day of sunshine,
Clouded and struck by rain.

I wish you wouldn’t scratch the face,
Of this planet anymore,
Your life is such a plain disgrace;
This burden that I bore…

Everything you’re voice projected;
Words soft-spoken in my heart,
Now I know it’s all infected,
Your sweetened voice is going tart.

Now I have to say it,
My mind, it is decaying,
Tired of you not hearing,
These words that I keep saying.

It’s time for you to listen,
Though that time came long ago,
These things that you are missing…
Are more important than you know.

To me, engraved your toxic fear,
Yet time will tell who cowers,
For those acrid, crystal tears,
Shall bloom abhorrent, flowers.

It’s not just that I hate you,
No that’s not it at all…
I just want you to drop dead,
Now, that’s it, go on. Fall.

I bet now you are wondering,
To whom does this apply?
Well you know, it’s not anyone…
But everyone alive.

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