I Will Smite You With Metaphor Fists's blog: "Creativity"

The smells of smoke and liquor.

The sounds of Coughing and splashing

The sight of you growing weaker

The smile never fades.

The smells of shrimp and chlorine

The sounds of The Grinch and heart monitors

The sight of you lying there

The smile never fades

The smells of incese and roses

The sounds of tears and eulogies

The sights of coffins and tombstones

The smile will never fade.

I hate thinking about what we were and what we should have been

I hate that you haunt me and hurt my soul from deep within

Every time I start to move on you come back to break me

You worm your self back in bringing only misery

You hide behind your phone calls and your glowing computer screen

Bringing hateful insults but never being seen

You watch over my like a child over whom you've lost control

And your attempts to bring me down are attempts to make yourselves whole

Your happiness is a mask to fool the nonbelievers

But crippled from the pain that your tainted lie delivers

You've spun yourself into a web that you can never ever escape

I'm done dealing with the effects from your one big mistake

So I'm pathetic, I'm the psycho but you're the one concerned

With my thoughts, my actions, my brutal tainted words

I'm winning I'm ahead, you're just putty in my hands

You're my puppet on strings and I'm the puppet

I can't breath I'm drowning in it I can't hear I'm distracted by the screams of it I can't even think I'm so completely consumed by it I'm so lost From following the path of it I'm losing it all Just from the thought of it I need help I need to run away from it I need you To help me erase the fear of it