Poem -

Us

As the guitars strum the meaning of our life
I realize I will not truly see the truth till our next life comes
I think I know you
While you think you own me, me

My future, my faimly was only created with you
Never could you have made us without my heart and soul too
I waited patiently for the day that my worship of you
Was nothing more that anger
Im pissed at the future we created, the family so innocent of my our pain
One day you will truly be mine
The last laugh is mine
The honesty of my pain becaomes a horror you never knew I had
You use me, think you own me, force me to be my evil inside
I chose right
I figured it out I was sure
Then the enjoyment of seeing the pain as you struggle through what I put you through
No more secrets, no more lies, and for once your truly mine
The power in my hands to end the life that stole my family
With a vicious scream I awake from the dream
I never knew that the anger I had inside was enough to create such vivid images.
The house is warm, your fast asleep as are the kids
The dream so vivid the feeling so real
The pain in inside slowly dissipating from the
Nightmares created by an unfaithful heart....

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