poem i found that i wrote a while ago
You're not so tough now
I'd love to slice your fucking throat open,
& Watch you choke to death as your weakened lungs gasp for air.
As you struggle to look around with your loathing eyes one last time hoping that someone would save you before you draw your dying breath:
Flailing your arms & legs around like a fish out of water until your life is exuded out of you.
Now I laugh at you lying there motionless on the cold concrete floor with the same blank stare you looked at me with......It's empty.
I'd love to slice your fucking throat open,
& Watch you choke to death as your weakened lungs gasp for air.
As you struggle to look around with your loathing eyes one last time hoping that someone would save you before you draw your dying breath:
Flailing your arms & legs around like a fish out of water until your life is exuded out of you.
Now I laugh at you lying there motionless on the cold concrete floor with the same blank stare you looked at me with......It's empty.