Good Night Little Angel
by S.W.
Goodnight little Angel I'll see you in the morning
Goodnight little Angel I'll see you in the morning
but before morning comes I'll rip off your head
that's what the song said n now your dead
Lingering like the ash of the last cigarette put out upon my flesh
the music to do it so now I put you to rest
The child on the altar screaming smells your sweet running blood.
Our pathways converge into misty misery
which brings up my friends
they have to come..
thats what the music said
I toss your body to my hungry friends
who fight over it like cats with torn limbs
again it wasn't me, its the song that plays over again.
KIDS
unwanted by the days in life
wondering what I did to change your life.
friends come and go like seasons.
we see the truth but can't believe it.
we want things to go our way
while our parents just look the other way.
love is tricky and that's a fact
we don't know who has our back.
we cut our bodys to prove a point .
to get noticed ,to hear nosie.
we tell lies to get accepted
so we have closer and be protected.
we become people were not
were scared of the true and all its lies.
if we counted how many tears we cried
the earth would be flooded with tears and lies