What Pained Abel
-Abel sits alone in a room : An anonymous e-mail flickers on the screen
-Single Shot Fired-
As I sit here in a pool of my own creation damnation’s where it ends
Tears fall into a mixture of heartache & what I last ate. Just amends?
Quietly crying on the very spot she vowed eternal and undying love
Above, I whisper thee a life prayer in the very last moments thereof…
“Lord secure her in your protective arms where she’ll be free of harm
Ensure a place in heaven where her glorious smile will forever charm”
Slowly leaking I lay here lifelessly thinking this is somehow my fault
Vault the memories; broadly speaking I’m bringing this pain to a halt
45 at my side gripped loosely slouched over spilling my guts profusely
Feeling begins to fade just like a euphoric game of charades allusively
My queen betrayed all trust, pure disgust for her lust filled masquerade
Portrayed in the message I’ve conveyed here on the spot ‘we first laid’
Ne'er questioned the constant travel, a mystery just recently unraveled
A modern age ‘pony express’ births the grounds 4 my distressed babble
Fleeting visions play as my mind slips further away I see her in dismay
Renee walks in as I fade on this first day of April, as it ends in disarray
-Renee enters the room
- Blood Curdling Scream-
In a grotesque pile of jilted flesh my lovers life's been mistakenly shaken
Painstakingly taken by a love forsaken, all for a 'fools day' in the making
“Baby please come back to me”, I repeat as I tremble at his feet frantically
First degree blasphemy by a prank fired placidly ending ever so drastically
My life tragically consumed by the aftermath of a doomed day in April
My world destroyed by a projectile deployed to smite what pained Abel
An Image frozen in time his grip foreshadows what’s blowing my mind
Entwined in his arms, I sit in a ‘bloodied state’ of delusion by my design
Wrenching waves of agony plague humanity as I slowly slip into insanity
His last thoughts of me tainted by the picture I painted a pseudo profanity
Excruciating jolts of reality overwhelm my already frail state of mentality
Originality the quest on this day of fools, reduced to dual pools of fatality
Abel my love, my inspiration sent from above, without hesitation I follow
Heavy weighted grains of hallow lead embed and release me as I swallow
-Lost souls rejoined deep in the infernal depths of Dante’s vision of death-
-Seventh ring occupants forever tortured moments after their final breath-
-Computer: "You have mail" : From: Renee Subject: Gotcha!!!
-Bounce
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