Against My Skull
Lovers hate with forceful Vengance
once it starts, no way to end it.
Lovers taste of someone different,
poisoned it, forever changed it.
Hating love thats left you lonely,
Burning fear comforts you coldly.
Hating hate that holds you captive,
feeding it, fueling it, keeping it active.
Lovely hateful memories,
fill your mind, create disease.
one day holding ceremonies
sunrise burning dead, deceased.
Hateful, lovely, lonely one,
hates himself for whats hes done.
Now theres no more sinful fun
no loving , no hating, just moving on.
Sets the barrell against his skull,
pulls the trigger, lets it go.
Hate, in red, now wall to wall,
upon the ceiling, down the hall.
Picking up pieces of their families lives,
left, the children to wonder why.
The earth now cracks, the ground runs dry.
So from above the couple cries.
Raining , pouring, floods of tears.
So many, unused wasted years.
Copyright © Dina Cassiano | Year Posted 2012
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