Swallow my soul and devour my mind,
Hold me by this earthly bind,
My mind is dancing with thoughts of pain,
If my life has no point....what's there to gain?
Stand on the edge, but please don't jump,
If inspiration was a tree....I'd be down to the stump,
Look into my eyes, what do you see?
If suicide was a lock, my eyes are the key,
I will rise to the top, in a matter of time,
With no words at all, just like a mime,
I will survive, I will live,
Inside....I have plenty to give,
Beat me down, put me to shame,
My heart is like a lion, unable to tame,
I'll rip out your heart, and feed it through your throat,
If murder was an option, you'd have my vote,
I'll jump rope your intestines and swing you around,
This puppy has become a stray, I'm off to the pound,
Lost in thoughts and unspoken words,
I'm heading down south, just like the birds,
Bleeding for love, Screaming for my soul,
Like a used up needle, pointless and dull,
The end is near, We're all gunna die!
This could be our last goodbye,
As I look into the sky, I see myself falling,
At the same time, I hear life....as it's calling,
The world is spinning, the clocks are ticking so fast,
What happens now....will soon be in the past,
My heart is beating, my eyes are full of tears,
Failure comes to mind, when I look in the mirrors,
I know that no matter what, I will end up on top,
My potential is like a bubble, just waiting to pop,
I dont need rest, I can do that when I'm dead,
For wherever I crash, will be my bed,
My last words to you?....Forever inlove,
Maybe we'll meet up one day, In that grand place above,

Ricky Von gore.

Rip out my heart and Devour my soul,
All of this pain...has finally taken a toll,
My vision is blurry, My heart is beating out of my chest,
I'll slit her throat, and forget all the rest,
Your words are twisted, like vines on a tree,
Why does everything you do, always affect me?
Your words will be dancing around me, while I lay in bed,
Maybe all of this hurting will stop perhaps....if I am dead,
The leaves will fall, and so will you,
Your future is based on what YOU do,
Should I stay....or should I go?
I never thought you would sink this low,
You cut me open, perhaps for the last time,
If your actions were to be paid, I wouldn't give you a dime,
I'll dig that hole in my backyard...make sure it's six feet deep,
Bury your corpse, go to the cliff....then take my final leap,
As i sit here, plucking away the rose pedals, *she loves me, she loves me not*
The time is passing by and I'm not to thrilled,
Will a simple appology, make these wounds be healed?
For once I'm overwhelmed and speaking my mind,
Welcome to hell, Where there is no rewind,
If you wake up one day, tied down with needles to your face,
You can't open your eyes, they've been sprayed with mace,
Your body cut, from head to toe,
Maybe then, You might know?
Your hair scalped, and your body full of burns,
Suffocate or beat you, I'll just take turns,
Maybe then you might just realize how bad I'm hurt,
This will not end quickly,
You will not escape me, even if you run,
I will haunt you for as long as you live,
Good luck hunny.