Voice of an angel,
Words of a demon.
You put me through hell,
Now I'm gone.
Every time you speak,
I cry for another hour.
Your voice is sweet,
But your words are sour.
My throat is slit,
My eyes are red.
You pushed me into a pit,
And now I'm dead.
I'm the angel tonight,
Coming to avenge those you have killed.
I'll make it right.
This time, it'll be your blood that is spilled.
So run,
Run until your feet are like lead.
Arm yourself with a gun,
But remember, you can't kill what's already dead.
Go,
Run like a scared mouse.
Because you know,
You will go straight to the devil's house.
Run,
Run as fast as you can.
When I catch you, hun,
You'll be damned.
YOU ARE READING
A book of poetry
PoetryThis is a bunch of poetry I either wrote or found. The ones with an asterisk (*) in the title are the ones I wrote. Any others I found. Please no stealing the ones I wrote and please don't criticize them too harshly. I did my best on them.
