Blood drips from finger tips
A given grin, of joyful sin
As you try to grip, but always slip
Tell me when, and I’ll stop my pen

Destroying a name, like a game
Gift of hate, do appreciate
You wanted my attention, heres my affection
I hope you’re pleased, here’s the diseased

Cross me, yet you don’t flee
Silly you are, the shovels not far
I will bury the past, you are not so vast
Lay you to waste, like unwanted paste

You rot the world with every step,
Your breath gives the world strep,
Your voice causes tumors of the mind,
Twisting thoughts of fools into a bind.

Till now you ran without a wall
But you ran into me, and you fall
For your evil is only childsplay
To this man who thoughts don’t stray

Your schemes I did expose,
Lies you could no longer compose,
Lost in the wake of truth
I shall consume you like a Baby Ruth

Unearthed now you feel the fear,
As everyone can see you now nice and clear,
Don’t worry I will bury you again,
Though now you see this is the end.


About shoelessboywonder

Poet and cook, I'm just starting out in the web world trying to grow a fan base for my poetry, it seems like its off to a good start and the site is also made for me to improve upon my writing skills so please rate and comment on the poems you like best, feedback is the greatest way to success thanks for checking me out and my site. View all posts by shoelessboywonder

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