War
Crows feasting on my heart. I know you sent them, their black wings reflect the abyss in your soul. They have no purpose, no feelings, no love. Like your words, like your voice. They fly in, they scavenge and go. Like your words, like your voice…
And then I’d better get ready again for this war. At your signal they’ll attack and will leave my rotting remains stranded like you once left me too: no legs, no arms, no eyes, no love. So stop your appalling attacks, before you’ve taken more than you can, because there’s only one thing that’s for sure: one day I’ll survive and that day when the black sky falls, I’ll haunt you like the scariest storm. I’ll stand up and believe that for once I have a chance to destroy your love. The debris of what once was, I won’t clean I won’t get rid of. I’ll leave them forever in you, in your thoughts, in your mind, in your eyes, in your soul. To make your existence a burden for you. To make this burden drown you in the flood. In the flood of rage I will cause in your home. In the house you made out of my bones. My bones: full of you, full of love. Full of me, full of none of your words.
Please don’t say anything, because everything’s done. There’s no future no more, there’s no words, no excuse that’ll save you, there’s no future no more. And be ready, ’cause the war won’t stop, it won’t stop ’til you’re gone, it won’t end ’til you’re begging, ’til you’re wishing I was no more than smoke. The smoke in your eyes, in your lungs, in your throat. The smoke that’ll kill you, not me, no more. The smoke of your lies, of the pain that you caused. Death will chase ’til you’re gone, ’til you’re done, ’til you’re no more than ash and some scattered bones…
This is my revenge, this is vengeance, this is the fucking end.
