Evil’s Lair

from 3WW , words are Blurred, Illegal and Match.

your eyes matched your soul,
fierce, hungry, out of control.

you did nothing but something illegal
can’t help it, i so want you to die.

blurred vision, weakened knees
took advantage of me,
and you were so at ease.

murder is illegal, but not self defense
should have matched your guts
with blurred thinking,
i must have saved myself from
much aching.

go back in hell
where you truly belong,
such a nerve of you to ask your mom,
as if she can change what
you have done.

leave me alone…

omnicient jerk…
that’s what you are…
couldn’t help it,
i am choked to cry…

why can’t you just leave
why can’t you just disappear,
so i can pretend it didn’t happen
so i can play game
that you were never here?

trapped in this obelisk…
couldn’t breath…
couldn’t peek…
give me some air…
some space to live…

i don’t think i can make it…
clock’s ticking…
hours passing,
yet, i am stuck in this time warp
i feel like I’m living
the worst day everyday…

can you be kind enough to move
so i can have my life back?
can you be sweet enough to know
i don’t want to see your tracks anymore?

damnation II

if you’re my brother,
you must be delivered from hell.

if you love me,
like what you told me,
your heart must be
covered by shell.

if you don’t mean it,
i must be hallucinating.

you want to be treated
like a family,
if you’re not crazy,
then this must be insanity.

your touch doesn’t mean a thing,
so you fuckin’ say.
but, brother don’t you think,
you crotch said the other way?

it must be friggin’ tough for you
seeing me, slipping away,
but fuck it, bro’
you’ve made the shittiest mistake.

it doesn’t mean a thing to you,
but you’ve snatched something from me,
you took all the trust and
made me wonder what respect means.

I’m not hoping for you to die,
just waiting for you to be ashamed.
i don’t want to see you,
cause you remind me all
of the pain.

i would…

if i could cut my tongue
to keep me from speaking,
i would.

if i could close my eyes
without opening ‘em up again,
i would.

if i could hold my heart
to stop it from pounding hard,
i would.

if i could choose between
walking towards the door
and going back to bed,
i would choose the former.

if i could forget everything
that happened,
i am probably dead.

if i could pretend that
everything is such a bad dream,
i’m probably mad.

if i could tear you in two
and take out your heart,
to see you suffer in pain,
i would…

choked…

felt i have been frozen
from waist downward
and the slightest move
can cause a million pang.

you’re eating my brain…
draining me good.
placing somebody else
in this body i once owned.

keeping in a leash…
tried fighting back…
holding me inside a box…
when will the vixen ever comes out?

i wish i didn’t know you…
wish i wasn’t there…
so all of these catastrophe
will be nowhere…
and you’ll be someone
i would not care…