#sharpened
she whispered to me
while bodies lay asleep
under the cool crumbly dirt
"I sharpened my knife
especially for your back.
I hope you appreciate it,
my dear."
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 7:09 PM UTC
Hitting you up side the head,
concussion from my lyrical spread.
You got cerebral haemorrhaging as
my words hit you with a even spread.
Your ears are bleeding,
dry mouth as nothing said.
My words drip from your ears
enough you said.
But im not the one taking
weak **** shoots.
You tried an failed,
now your get syllable assaulted.
But no prosecution,
cos the only
witness is incoherent mumbling.
If you come at me again,
better get those words sharpened,
cos they need to get past
your breath.
As they blunt at the moment.
My words are a razor cutting your throat,
you'll bleed out but, ill smother your
Haemorrhaging silence,
On bottom of my shoe.
As i throat choke you,
listen to that...
Its the silence of you,
And I looked at my watch,
your the last second past,
uninteresting and not worth remembering.
Feb 7, 2020
Feb 7, 2020 at 7:36 AM UTC