What'd I do to deserve this wretched fate?
Why must you make my life a living Hell?
Why must your voice keep ringing like a bell?
Why am I the target of all your hate?
Yes I did kill you many moons ago
But you tormented me as you do now
And your motives were unclear - You played foul
And I sank into a pit so low
Cast from society I hid away
From the sin I so wanted to forget
But last night I awoke in a cold sweat
You came back to haunt me for every day
A fear of ghosts makes guilty conscience loom
A ghost is here to drag me to my doom
4th August 2002
An archive of sonnet poetry collating two decades of material written by a nutter.
Sunday, August 4, 2002
Revenge
I am myself, you are many and one
You keep kicking me, making me deranged
But today it's all going to change
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run
I am going to squash unjust pain
I will reject you as you rejected me
I will elude your dark grasp and live free
And without me, you'll never be the same
What did I do to deserve this? Tell me
You don't know do you? That you cannot tell
So when I'm done casting you into Hell
I will leave you burning, laughing with glee
For me there is a promise of a new day
For the burning pain, I have made you pay
4th August 2002
You keep kicking me, making me deranged
But today it's all going to change
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run
I am going to squash unjust pain
I will reject you as you rejected me
I will elude your dark grasp and live free
And without me, you'll never be the same
What did I do to deserve this? Tell me
You don't know do you? That you cannot tell
So when I'm done casting you into Hell
I will leave you burning, laughing with glee
For me there is a promise of a new day
For the burning pain, I have made you pay
4th August 2002
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