While your taking those pics
While your half naked
I'm making the plan
I'm making the knife sharp
I'm waiting
Waiting for that moment
That moment that you cry
That moment that will haunt you
While your flirting with her
While your kissing her neck
Rubbing her legs
Lying is your hobby
Mr. just studing
Mr. you can pick me up at 6
While your ignoring my text and calls
I'm giddy with anticipation
Waiting for that one moment
While you walk out to my car
I hide it
While your on the swing at the park
I attack you
I make the cuts as ugly as you inside
Only on your face do I cut
Your crying and whinning
I'm laughing
As your screaming for your vanity
(this poem is figurativly speaking, I am not talking about killing anyone in this poem)
By: Destiny Raine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem