Sweet Release

Why does a world without you bring up feelings and thoughts i long to?    
   
Escape from your grip in the slightest sense of it    
gives hope for happiness so i’ll make sure of it.    
   
You can beat me senseless all you want man.    
But you’ll pay for it once you’re done and,    
   
I’ll savor the lust for the day you’ll meet the rust on this lead pipe    
i’ll manage to bust on your head and trust, that day will soon be there.    
   
So best beware. I’ll take a swing so hard,    
i’ll look like an athlete tryin’ to knock it out the park.
 
Why did you take time to build me, while now it seems you tear it all apart?    
Why did you take time to raise me, cause it seems to me you never planned this far.    
   
So sad this abuse is to amuse you.    
Keep your thoughts away from life which you failed to.    
Never seemed bothered for taking away the future of your wife, my mother.    
I swear to god i’ll smother...    
   
I hate you dad. For having me and failing to relate to that.    
I hate you dad. I wish i’d never seen the light of day. So bad.    
   
Forgive me for this sin i’m about to commit.    
Forgive me but i am done with this shit.    
Forgive me it took way more than one hit.    
Forgive me i watched and smiled through all of it.    
   
Look at you now.    
On the floor eyes shut, losing vital fluid hence the huge pool of blood. For what?    
   
To abuse me for days on days as an exhaust for your mental rage?    
Time to turn the page.    
   
Hey dad, right now life doesn’t seem that bad.    
Seems like you were the issue dad.    
Seems there’s no reason for my scar tissue dad.    
   
Oh well, time to bring mom the good news i guess.    
Time to fill the gap in her loneliness.    
God bless.    
   
I bet you’d be willing to kick the stool out from beneath me.    
Would take a few seconds to end my life. Nah too easy...    
   
You preferred to see me suffer. Use my life as a ragequit buffer.    
But you see, i’m tougher.    
   
I’ll take my leave now dad. Time to go.    
Life ends for me with god’s holy lasso.    
Yeah, corny i know.    
   
But hey, i’ll take a dad joke instead of a joke for a dad any day.    
   
I hope mom already forgot you dad.    
So me and her only talk about nice things and the few good times we had.    
Don’t fret.    
   
Good times we never had.    
I hope you fucking burn in hell for that.    
I hope you fucking suffer, I really think you should.    
May the rope tighten my throat harder than you ever could.    
   
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