YOUR
TURN~
FLIP of the COIN, AS IT SPINS IN THE AIR...
YOUR TURN...?
YOU LIFT YOUR FIST AND READY TO STRIKE IT DOWN... EVER SO STRONG...
AS THE OTHERS WATCHED IN FEAR, I STOOD IN SILENCE...
TICK... TOCK? Tick tock. The mouse's running on the clock. In its
race it shall find, a master in the hive... To save its life and
spared agony....
Tick tock... Tick tock....? Who are we saving tonight...? How
ironic it would be to see your own face... In the court... On the
stand...? How funny....?
To walk among the humans' world and watch them tell tales to each
other... As I continue to keep my long silence... Devoted not to be
one of them.. Out of mind... Out of sight...
Tick.. Tock... Tick.... Time to save another... Then watch this one
kill the other.... Watch the blood runs down their faces... Am I a
MONSTER....?
Tick... Tock... Tick... As we gain much control over our lives...
We lost so much more of ourselves... Hardly understanding why....
Recognising.... Isn't it AMAZING how a person can CHANGE....?
Isn't it wicked...?
Isn't the time to face your own sentence...? Isn't it about time to
have a taste of your own monster....? A time to tell another....
"It's my time to stop having my own time...." Isn't it all too
deep...? Isn't it amazing how your thoughts can be buried SO DEEP
within you...? That no matter how hard you dig, you just won't find
a single word of it....
Isn't it PAINFUL...? Isn't it PURE BLOODY to BLEED to DEATH...
Through the HANDS of ONE you've OWN CREATED...?
Isn't it funny...?
ANYMORE....?
To DRIP EVERY SINGLE PIECE of PERSPIRATIONS in YOU... To DRY EVERY
SINGLE DROP of YOUR LIFE....
ISN'T IT TORTURING...? And as you NOURISH EARTH of ITS OTHER
LIVES... BE WASHED AWAY and GONE like YESTERDAY.....
Isn't it all
wicked....?