The clock on the wall reads 3am,
I'm still up unable to sleep.
Just passing time with ink and paper;
watching the world cave in.
My imagination runs wild,
and my thoughts are deep.
To me; sleep is a bothersome pest,
I've far better things to do than rest.

Here I am dangling on strings,
pull me this way and that way.
How I long to be free,
and not what they say!
I'm not your doll,
an object mean't for play.
No longer will I obey,
I choose not to stay.
I'll tear the ****** strings away,
and you'll never control me.
No longer your puppet in your play,
At last I am free!

In the shadows of night
a tortured creature,
I linger out of sight
seeking some form of twisted pleasure.
Watching as they join together
in one last lustful embrace,
the pain in my chest won't last forever
not after tonight;
she'll wish she'd been chaste.
Sleep peacefully
My trembling hands reach for the blade,
emerging from my cover quietly.
I stand over you now and the bed that you've made.
Pull back the sheet
revealing your glistening chest,
you awaken and  for a moment our eyes meet
for in that last moment my weapon found it's place of rest.
My hand reaches into the bleeding husk
and comes out holding your heart,
I'll leave your lover asleep in your rusty musk
and from this scene; I forever part.

Toss me out like the garbage,
I'm no good for you.
There's nothing in this hollow husk left to salvage,
I've got nothing I can prove.
I'm so **** confused,
Broken and lost.
bloodied. And bruised,
I'm not worth the cost.

Bound by fate,
laced in love.
It's clear I'm much too late,
pushed me aside like an old glove.
I told you it was "til death do us part",
so don't pretend you didn't know it going in.
You're the bullet that shot me clear to the heart,
call in the coroner; and give me my coffin.
Wearing my necklace of rope,
pen in hand; I sign my death warrant.
There's no way I could ever cope,
thoughts of life without you are abhorrent.
Before I go into the ground; put on my wedding band,
and dry those last tears I cried.
Carve my stone with those strong hands,
"Here lies my broken bride".

Fire in the drink,
I want to feel the burn.
Further and further I sink,
into the dark as I come to terms.
I tried to drown out your memories; your face,
even in this intoxicated stated I cannot escape them.
You haunt me; making me long for your embrace,
I will never be free of this pain; this mayhem.

If this world is a game,
a challenge to the death.
I'm just another tribute and you're the same,
each of us competing to take the other's last breath.
Only one will win they say,
only one comes out alive.
I go knowingly into a bloodbath this day,
and I'll try my damnest to thrive.
But you're doing it too,
just trying to live.
From this evil we withdrew,
an alliance is all I can offer; all I can give.
Friendship sparks,
fates collide.
Upon this unknown path we must embark,
and defeat the others in stride.
The journey's at it's end,
but the rules the same.
Only one will be Victor; only one to glory asend,
so one more death to close the game.
Defiance wins,
no more a pawn in this charade.
We know what the consequences will be; what will happen,
even with one nightmare done; another has just been made.
We'll get to live and see another day,
but there are now far worse games to play.