Hunter Bassett - Suicidal Seraphim

This is a propostourous unutterable hope
I want nothing more than to rip out your throat
And jump rope with your throat
Untill it knots up and chokes
Then tell my your problems my succubus bitch

You sea of self pitty is dragging you down
You need to take time shut up your mouth
Before you drown
From the blood in your mouth
When i grab your tounge and tear it out.

If you had a bullet hole, for every problem that you have
My problems would be solved
When hell breaks lose, you will be sad
Because the bowls of wrath are more
Than you can fathom




Bleach out the stains of your bull shit please
If attention was a porno you'd be on your knees
So dont think you can come crying to me
I see shit on your shirt and some in your teeth.

Its unevetablely undeniable youll have your way
But I will not listen to the words you have to say
Ive heard it all day and all night, you replay
Like a sad song of sorrow that wont go away

In the end of times your song will cease to exist
I wonder how you'll feal then
And when no one gives a shit you'll have a problem then
But no one will care



Bitch

Hunter Bassett

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/suicidal-seraphim/