It all happens for a reason,
but your reason isnt good enough.
You hurt my pride,
burned my heart.
But now you are the board im aiming at with a dart.
Im the judge, jury, and executioner.
You're just my tiny prisoner.
Step up like a man, well if you know what one is,and take the sentence you've been given.
Death to you for the murder of my heart,
death to you for tearing me apart.
Every word you uttered turned into lies:
thought to be truth by inoccent-beleiving eyes.
So death to your soul for the hearts that lie in peices.
Death to your heart for all that you have broken.
Death to your name,
a word noone wants to hear spoken.
My final sentence,
death to you memory because i can not bear to remember.
I hope you burn in a firey hell.
For all the times you didnt call you deserve to be shot,
but maybe flames are better so you can see how hot my anger got.
Death to you for everything you didnt say.
The thought of no longer seeing you helps believe that i will be okay.