April 24th, 2006
The Phantom's Poem
Trapped inside me
was fear of your fury...
the insecurity you've created...
you only showed disgust and hatred
gradually murdering my joy, my laughter
my soul, you brutally slaughtered
worse than the brandish of a sword upon a face
id rather wish i could meet death's embrace
worse than blood pouring rapidly from a body
I plead for compassion, grovel for mercy
slowly I die
Suddenly forgotten how to cry
Better not to feel this dread
until my soul is dead.
My heart is numb
without emotion
yet i sill breathe
alive, full of detestation
You've poured the fuel
to my raging fumes of anger
revenge is my ultimate purpose
Now you shall suffer
Its part of life, you see
the cycle of evil from you
rotates now in me
Yoda was right,
you belligerent fool
to tamper with ones fear
would be your death's tool
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What did I do?
God,what have i done?
What am i saying
Im speaking the devil's tongue
Dont blame me for what I am
I did not intend to transform like them
A little compassion
I ask of you
Understand the every detail of my horrid past
That i have been through
Immersed in misery and madness
Now I suffer in solitude's silence