No conscience…no morals…no limits to his insatiable appetite for inflicting pain…introducing a walking, talking weapon of mass (murder) destruction. THE natural born kill..
No one realized the pain witnessed by the person inflicting the pain...
If actions speak louder than words
Then I am deaf from doing
Doing deeds that we wish but can't be undone
Deeds that manipulate minds making
Monotone existences mute
Turning future plans
Into desolate thoughts of
What the hell & why me...
Who could have thought
That causing pain was so painful
Pain inflicted becomes pain endured
As the mirror reflects pain in multiplies
So twice the pain is felt
As the standard price for dealing
Watching those you love
Suffer by your hands
Is the blade being twisted
Ensuring those wounds won't soon close
& its no wonder Death stands near
Ready to react at your command
Prepared to relieve you of life
Further defining your selfishness...
No words can concatenate the strength
To accurately reflect your depth of sorrow
To define the guilt witnessed first hand
And relived every second of days past and present
Oh I’ve seen the blood shot red pupils of deceit and trust lost
That offers the coldest stares of anger and hatred
Conflicted by love and rage…
Though all I can offer
Is to maintain your course of life
Seeking a change in spirit
A change in heart and mind
Seeking God as sanctuary
Where pain can not survive
Where solace is reality
Where His forgiveness is promised
Where their forgiveness is possible
But not always given
Because the pain is to deep...