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Someone Has to Die

A Poem

By Sickly VindictamPublished 6 years ago 2 min read
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It's easier to plan a breath

Than it is to choke

Much simpler to pretend you're fixed

When you are actually broke

Everyone is watching

So you better fit in line

They all have eyes

And yet they're blind

To that breathing hidden inside

Keep it close and never let

that darker side see light

If you think it has restraints

Than you clearly have no mind

It has its claws wrapped deep around your sores

And as you bleed, the beast will feed until it breathes

Puppet string to hang me

above the empty misery

If all I had was blood

Then I could swim away and drown

I know someone has to die

Wrapped them up, they're horrified

Watch the ax swing on down

And cry because you weren't around

I know someone has to die

They couldnt be saved in time

So watch the clock

And feel the pain never stop

As long as they are dead

And I'm alive

There are some things in life

That i cannot bear to see

Truths that i won't believe

And lies i cannot leave

I tell myself that time was wrong

And i couldve stopped death

But i cant even stop my mind

from vomiting in my head

Everytime it crosses me

I cross my bones inside

Cut my cords and hope for death

To come rape me alive

Every single word hurts

Much more than it should

I am grateful for any pain

That can survive in this terrain

Bullet for my mouth to swallow

A place to grow my sorrow

and a hole to slowly sink

In a mind as cold and hollow

As i am when i think

I know someone has to die

Wrapped them up, they're horrified

Watch the ax swing on down

And cry because you weren't around

I know someone has to die

They couldnt be saved in time

So watch the clock

And feel the pain never stop

As long as they are dead

And I'm alive

I know someone has to die

A mother with child, they will not find

The flesh was not cut

It was fucked by a blade

I know someone has to die

Your little friend murdered mine

Choppy chop on her throat

And i hate every word they spoke

I know someone has to die

Body, heart and then the mind

Just pay attention to my eyes

For i am dead inside

sad poetry
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Sickly Vindictam

I am Sickly... Artist... Youtuber... Warrior

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