Monday, November 30, 2015

ravage ii

You lied to every single one of the children I own
because I let you
You taught them how to be stupid with your pointless mouth
because I let you
You used them for your plans in changing this already perfect world
because I let you
You exist
because I let you

Like a pink flower
blooming when the morning sun shines
wilting when the rain does not come
but the rain will never come again
just let it wilt
let it fucking melt in front of your bloodshot eyes
if that makes you happy
if that makes you think you've won
if that makes you oblivious to everything
that takes place behind the flower-scented veil

As you walk through my garden of peace
I shall welcome you with open arms
maybe give you a hug or two
and a stab or twenty
with a blunt knife
and you will live
because I let you.

- Ribcage Ravenger

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