|Dark Poetry #5|
since 2006-09-23Posts 96
I am the nightmare that keeps you up.
The voice in your head that keeps you bound to your bed,
The pain in your voice when you call for help,
I’m the monster who you see of all the hurt you have caused me.
But now it’s your turn to go with out sleep,
Your turn to look over your shoulder,
Your turn to wound why it had to happen to you,
Your turn to lose something that was not meant to be taken,
All the thoughts and pain that ran in my head I give them to you.
NOW IT’S YOUR TURN TO BE THE VICTIM!
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