Park of Death

I walk through this
park called eath where bodies
dance. I glance up at the moon and laugh
you tried to steal my wings, so I dance.
Your feelings are dead. Your soul is disinagrated
and your heart has a knife through it.
Your eyes were ate by the maggots and the
worms ate your flesh. Your wondering
why I came here to this park
of death? I walk to your grave and laugh,
the emotion that strikes me less.

I'm causing you turn in
your grave and I think it's great.
I haven't been this happy since we met.
Our modern romance ius dead and lays
in your grave haunting you with dreams
I threw in the trash.

I say that I miss you but
I still laugh. I sit down and read R.I.P.
I take out the kinfe I stabbed you
in the back with. I laugh your death is such mess,
I stick the knife inot my heart and pull out the peice
dedicated to you, I lay it on the grave next the
wilted rose your mother gave.
I forgot why I was here in this park of death.

Love for the dead

Congradulations your now a robot,
you came from the grave and haunted me
I know you more now then ever, our romance I will
never remember.
I don't want to remember, why do you hang
around here? Haunting this place, go and move on
leave this place! Go to the universe and fly with those stars
and destroy me faster then now.

Or go to that four cornered room
of fear and stay there chained to walls
of others judgment. Your hating me
now more than ever, You eye balls quiver.
Your erased from my heart and soul. The only
reason I remember you.

I wish you would move on your
making me sad! I weap in the moon light
of silence. Your talking but I can't hear you.
Is this true love did I kill you?

Alright, this story is done, It is kind of grose and dark, but oh well. The moral: I wish there was one this is just some grose thing I came up with out of nowhere. I'm not sure what it means I'm still trying to figure it out.