Sunday, September 28, 2008

...this one here is to my own reflection in the mirror...this is "MY GIFT" to myself...

i quickly tire
of hearing you scream
as i glare at you
my eyes beam!!
soon you do not know
but will be dead
and will regret
every word you said...
as i stab you,
the knife i twist
you will feel the death,
you have long missed!!
deep down you know
that you deserved it
and i am the one
who had reserved it...
this gift i give you
hand you with pleasure
and this memory
i will forever treasure!!!

2 comments:

humanobserver said...

I will rate this poem 8 out of 10!

MAHI said...

thanks...
but yet again, as they say--
"pain sells"!!