I'M a Plague
I tore my hair in disbeleif
As the bodies lye in the road
Nothing has performed as she has
And upon her came my hands
But it was only pleasureable for me
She can't breathe or scream, I took her voice
She can't see or write, I took her eyes
Now my hands are around her neck
With a sadistic smile on my face
I seek to destroy at hand
This life she had given me
When it's done I'll forfeit my place on this land
And rid the world of my disease
Her smiles infect my dreams
They invade my thoughts in masses
It drags me kicking and screaming
And upon her came my belt
To beat and bruise her body without guilt
She can't feel or touch, I took her hands
She can't hear or learn, I took her ears
Now my job is done and she's left
Alone with no one to turn to anymore
Copyright © Charles Grisham | Year Posted 2005
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