demise

What is it you are waiting for,
My children's broken hearts cast,
Across the floor,
You know what they need ,
And you still ignore,
Do they need to be hurt,
Before you take action,
This there lives,
Seemingly main attraction,
This game you have no rights to play,
He shelters his evil display,
Open your eyes,
See him truly,
Underneath his disguise,
The black depths,
within his eye's,
Don't be blind to see,
The hidden lunacy,
The missing empathy,
Please i beg you,
See right through his game,
Like twigs burning within the rain,
Unnoticed,
Silenced plea,
Thy victims ,
One,
Two,
Three,
Controlling the fate you see,
Until its to late,
To activate thy survivability,
Please i beg you,
Listen,
Look,
And see,
the hand he holds,
Is killing me,
Squeezing the air from within,
Breathless i lay here begging ,
Open your eyes to his demise,
Before its to late,
To resuscitate.

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Comments
Pathetic feelings "...the hand he holds, Is killing me,"..reliable words are added to clear the mood....I agree..with regards..xx Ravindra Kumar xx
Thanks ravindra xx love to you nardine xx