The Scream

One, two
go *******
three, four,
you're a ****** *****
five, six
you love ******* *****
seven, eight
it's you I hate
nine, ten
never see you again.
I shot you now you're dead.
in your ******* head.
Now you're deep in the ground,
sometimes I hear a screaming sound.
Is it nightmare or a dream,
still I hear your silent scream.
Even after I moved far away,
in my head your scream did stay.
Then you dug from the grave,
your soul, you did save.
There is a knock at me door,
it was my dead headless *****.
She unloaded with a butchers knife,
should have kept her as my wife.