The breaking point...
Gonna try to write a murber series. From the murderers point of view.
The breaking point...
All I've done, All I am
Was I honest, was it a sham
Can't remember anyone questioning why
Never had a reason to deny
Same goes for hope I shared
It never meant much, I never really cared...
Monster by my name doesn't seem to fit
Even after I'm done with my twisted deeds, my mind doesn't seem to quit
Hellbent on heartache & pain
I have little to lose if there's nothing to gain
Restricting resentment means more than it should
Making peace is easy when theirs not a trace of good
Mirrors reflect only what's not seen
The monster up front, there's no trace of what lied between
It's all too heavy if everyone has but a smile
I closed my eyes, & thought I cried for a while
My stomachs in knots as crocodile tears fell from the smirk it had in my reflection
I'm at my limit, & can't tell it's true intention...
I'm losing myself again, to habits asking lifetimes of repenting
My words aren't mine, I speak, but it's covers mine with a voice ever cementing
I lay still at night as it stares all around
My heart beats slowly & picks up pace, turning cold as the ground...
I've suppressed it for some time, but it always finds freedom some way
Hands bloody, I wake alone at times, unaware I've missed a day...
It'll feed with greed as if it never had life before
It can't care, it's heart if any, is bare, it has only a single action it seems to adore
With a fickle hand, it has no demand, it takes the breath from those who simply interest it by sight
I feel anguish knowing they met death because I couldn't stand & fight...
Somebody, end this creature who sleeps eyes openwith a sickly happy face
I'm not here anymore, not in control...end our lives, & let me leave this place...
---Thanks for reading---
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