Life - Poem by Emm G...
Why did this happen to me?
It was such unlucky fate.
That I was put in that position,
When I said, “I want to wait.”
My tears have formed a river,
And a hell came from my hate.
If I get a chance to set this right,
It will not be a date.
I’ll hide behind a mask of innocence,
With a knife behind my back.
I will scare all that come in my path,
So much that they’ll start to pack.
Before they get a chance to flee,
I’ll tear them all apart.
And like they did with me that night,
I’ll aim right for their heart.
I will not cut it quick and clean,
'Cuz they didn’t do that for me.
I’ll take the sweet time that I have,
Until they beg for mercy.
I’ll take no pleasure
When they are in pain.
When I notice they are,
I will stop this game.
That’s where I’m different,
From those ignorant fools.
I’ll stop when I see
That their blood is in pools.
'Cuz with me, you see,
They were just plain ruddy.
They continued torture me
Even when I was bloody.
I have not regained all my strength,
And I fear I never will.
But, at least, I have a plan,
For them to pay their bill.
I look forward to this day,
When they end up in a cell.
I guess that day is when they die,
And then go straight to Hell.
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