Sweet Death

a tear

a secret
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He said he loved her
He said he cared
He said he would always be there
She believed every word
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I have a dream. And in this dream, I live in the perfect world. My Utopia...

In my utopia the world would be full of peace. There would be no pain. There would be no death. People's dreams would come true. There would be no starvation, global warming, war, abortions, the economy would be strong. No one would be poor or homeless. Women and or men would never have to raise their children alone, unless they wanted to. There would be no crime or diseases. No one would be discriminated and everyone would be accepted. No one would ever have the chance to feel depressed, so therefore no one would committ suicide. In my perfect world, people every where would be happy and free.
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You tell me all the things I want to hear when your near. Then when your far away, you say another thing. I dont understand what you want from me. A friendship, a relationship, or anything at all. The way you act is suppose to back up what you say, but what if your actions are diffrent than the things we talk about any other day. And as I'm sitting here, all I can say to myself is.....

'Didn't I say, I was going to stay away? '
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Death is wished onto those who harm one of my own. No remorse or regret will be felt the day they perish. Only happiness and praise will be experienced on that fateful day. And smiles will be worn everyday afterwards. The taste of blood will be felt and weighed on my tounge. I will savor every dropp and lose of their life force until it has vanished.

Pain will be a feeling that they will begin to call friend before it all ends. And even though they did not do a good job when trying to kill, I will not only complete the task they could not, I will not spill one single dropp of blood.
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