I Breathe...

I breathe, although I’m dead I still have these images in my head, Feeling nothing anymore… the pain is gone But I know, I’m not the only one. Emptiness fills my wretched soul Darkness, that eats through my heart, I’m no longer the world’s tool, Flying straight and rapidly as a dart, My target has fallen to the floor, But, happiness, joy, I feel no more. One thing I do feel though: Emptiness inside the dough That is my soul: unshaped, and not yet finished But I’ll soon fill it… victory will come to BAD. For years good and evil have battled to conquer The very last peace of pure, untouched soul Today darkness won, the light has fallen For eternity I’m bested to live alone. I hate myself, and I know you do to. No one loves me, the only thing they do Is use me like a worthless, rusty, old tool, But now I’m gone… now look who’s the fool! I don’t care about no one, including myself. I know I’m only another book on the shelf Do I recognize my reflection in the mirror? No! But this pawn is ready to set off, to the first row. Now it may seem your world is good and pink, Don’t worry, I’m here to change and destroy it. You know revenge is a really pleasant thing, And I’m only waiting for the perfect time to hit. Retaliation is the only key to success I know, offence is the best defense: Do one to others before they do it to you, And I’ve waited such a long time to do! After I’m done, I will be able to feel, But love will again be my Achilles’ heel. Evil had spoken, but he hadn’t won Love fills me again, darkness is gone. Laughter and joy, have chased him away But no more… Until death, this is how I stay.