slither

 
murderous greed appears on my scene with a wicked grin
she won't reveal her pleasure it's a secret
I feel uneasy when my alter ego is smiling
she's up to no good

vile appendage looking for a way in
a heavy nightmare whose lust is torture
she is Sadistic she likes to push buttons

you wouldn't think she could hit her marks
but she does it with a great deal of strategy
she's very patient and people think she doesn't listen
but she files everything away just in case

she thinks I'm too kind
and gets angry when people hurt me and I do nothing
she thinks it makes me look stupid

recognize this voice
returning to choose the right villain to send
coerce a wraith, that will work
slicing egos then filling the void with something evil

romance the macabre and make it dance
my little girl is no target
vengeful gratification don't worry it's no problem
I'll suffocate your pride
lending you doubt to scream with

don't give it another thought
is she alright
monsters walk in the daytime too
shifting in the energies according to mood

sifting through her word pool
a deep and serious woman
lends her heart and it's stepped on

I'm here to rectify that
using my tongue to cut paper dolls
daring someone to give me a rift

it's damning but to me it's funny
rearranging my thoughts from kindness to venom
darkness vein cut one two three

poetic license to greed, the silence
at the morgue, the dead have lots to say
the dead are a riot