So.

It seems I have one silent admirer, huh? You return to my blog regularly, and yet do not respond. Do you?
Well, rejoice, coz I'd have given up if it hadn't been for you!
So, what do you want me to write? If it's a poem, ur very lucky today.
here goes!
Nowadays all I do is sleep
To scared to scream, my knees are weak
Lost my paddle, and up the creek
A feral, lost, forsaken freak

Turning up the heat down here
I so wish that you dissapear
On the walls, thats my blood smear
My heads gone bust, can't shed one tear

Never again am I rising now
Yes, I have taken my last bow
In my fears I finally drown
Thorns and fire make my crown

But my mark my words, and mark them well
Coz my souls taken, to the devil I sell
The pain I went through, when I first fell
Your might shall falter, you I will quell

Coz you'll be weak and I am strong
In your short life, I fought so long
Now between us there lies a bond
My vengence venged, my victim found

So tremble, quake and hide in that corner
Coz if I find you, you are a goner

Smite you with my will of fire
Rising through you, a poison spire
But you won't die, just not expire
My wrath unending, I won't ever tire

You turn the page, I burn the book
Freeze you to stone with just one look
Take back my riches, the ones you took
The crazy king whose will never shook

And you can turn and turn and run away
But you must burn and burn and come to me
Coz now I control your destiny
Meet you maker, the powers that be!