Lovelorn Adversary

With every breath that escapes your lips Another soul collapses to its knees in shock With every touch you attempt to place upon purity Leaves the tears that fall to freeze into loveless icicles In the wake of your presence Mother Nature asks for peace Roses beg abundantly for forgiveness in gentle tones of suffering Though being the criminal you are you don't possess a heart And if you do it remains covered in shadows of narcissism It must get extremely lonely living in vain memory of your existence Without hesitation you impose your chokehold of tasteless agony Around the delicate throats of the angels that attempt to help you A cold, grim grin spreads across the surface of your wounded cheeks Entertained by witnessing humans be stripped bare Their bodies serving as the canvas to your steel blade In the air you wave your hands just like a magician Sliding the blade back and forth across their skins Carving death upon their foreheads The echo of your laughter being the pistol That pierces their skulls with fierce pressure As they drop dead with cowering fear Fuming from their lifeless corpses By Glenn McCrary © 2011 (All rights reserved)