I'll make you my hostage
And tie you up tight
I'm into *******
But only for tonight

I'll drive you insane
My nails scraping deep
You love the pain
You'll never want to sleep

I'm down for anything
Just here for a good time
I'll let you see everything
Let you think you're mine

When my lips meet the tip
It's all over from there
So I'll take a sip
'Cause I rode you bare

I left you there confused
Begging for more
It was you who was used
I evened the score

It's to late to change
For I'm filled with hate
I try to be rearranged
But it is already too late
For I have come tired of being a marionette
For the darkness in my eyes
Can cause more pain than a bayonet
All I desire is my freedom and your demise
But If I do it too fast it wouldn't be fair
For all my pain, suffering,scars, and tears
To breaking me to where I couldn't even "care"
The only thing you ever did was forge me to become your greatest fears
So now there is no where else to hide
There is no where to go
But now I can release all the rage inside
And now I realized that you were meant to die alone.

Its the darkest planet yet.  
This is the warmest we can get.  

My hell is my home,  
Where the hideous creatures roam.

Missing earth,  i asked my dad,  
If theres any ideas, that he had.  

He told me to shut it,  and be a man,  
To grow up,  be as strong as I can.  

He told me I will never be warm again,  
Stuck on this planet that doesn't spin.  

Why dad, why, have you done this to us?
You make me so mad,  I want to cuss!

It turns out,  it was a  gambling debt.  
We were here,  because he lost a bet!

That night I took a stone to my dad,  
I think he knew, that it was getting bad!

That night,  I was ugly as the creatures,  
I beat his head in,  with a ******* rock!
His head was flat,  and had no features.  

Then I was,  
                   On my own. .  

Nobody voices to hear,  
                                       For I was alone.

Being the bigger person
Is just a morally high ground
Based revenge
And one that does not seem at all..
Low

But I prefer my revenge to be as low
As the person that acted wrong to me
So that they know my pain
It's called an equal footing

Hide your heart, with open arms,
impaled on a thorn, piercing your core.
It's just a rose,
a beautiful rose.
Take heart, my dear, take heart.
How the petals do fall, and gently fade.
It's just a rose, a beautiful rose.

There was once a warrior, long long ago, who didn't know what to do, didn't know where to go, to run from his enemy, to hide from his foe.

The duel was fierce, the tides were his, but, when his nemesis he was about to pierce, a silent arrow was released to fly, cutting flesh, it entered his thigh, and so, he was left there to die.

Close to his end, he had a dream, and there before him, stood the forest queen, and said onto him: I give now life onto thee, but if you waste it on revenge, don't turn back to me, try to lead a good life, live it to the full, forget your old life, and don't be a fool!

As she came, the good fairy vanished, and the man went on his way, from his hometown now banished.

He built a new life, far far away, where no one could find him, and hands on him lay. 

But his enemy was smart, he was no fool, he was searching for our man, with rage as his fuel. 

The good man got word of the nearing danger, from the town people, who saw the menacing stranger.

He got tired of hiding, so he strung his bow, took his sword, and faced his foe.

Once again he had to fight, but this time, there was peace in his mind.

He searched not for revenge, so his head was cool, his enemy however, acted like a fool: for he was swinging his sword from side to side, so the archer from behind could not shoot an arrow he could not guide.

Once more the hero was winning the fight, so the archer pulled the poisonous arrow back with all his might, and let it go on it's deadly flight.

A gust of wind then blew from among the trees, changing it's course, riding the breeze, the arrow slid past the innocent fighter, and pierced the heart of the treacherous hearted rider.

When the dust cleared, only the good was left standing, after a long fight, over his dead enemies panting. 

Plain justice was better than any revenge, now his life, for the better would change, he could go back to his old home, or he could start a journey alone, for now he was free, he didn't have to hide, and so, no fear was left in his mind.