Such a heartless event
calls for a toast,
that you could leave me
and cast me into darkness
in a way that only Satan
or his demons could survive.
I swear you will feel every
bit of pain and more from
the hell you put me through
a thoughtless 'act of kindness'
you had told me to turn your
back was doing me a favor.
Oh but baby I disagree.
Have you ever seen or felt silver?
How about it forged into a blade
weilded by the Devil's mistress herself?
Well look away and run, because your
heartless, twisted, selfishness bore her.
Run, lover of old, run for his
bewitched mistress is at your heels.
She weilds darkness.
This poem is soooo awesome! I absolutely adore this poem. So deep and dark....my style of writing... 10/10 definately -Tyease
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love and i mean just absolutely love this! ! Its amazing