ok basically the perspective i was going for was a rapist trying to show the world that it isn't wrong to rape. it was a topic given to me by a close friend of mine..
lemme know what you think
i move forward eyes despise the web of lies iv spun
brandished by the sun her hazel eyes have been out shun
i belted her to a bleeding mess then smirked at the pain i caused
i could of paused... but i know only god can judge me by my flaws
blood soaked paws i begin to choke with she's squirming from my might
out of fright she may forget me... and never re live this night
what a sight for a mother to behold, her eyes swell up with tears
confirmation from the blood stained jacket instates her worst of fears
it's be years since my re carnation and till this day i try to invoke
but not provoke the fact that rape to me is just a joke
kind hearted folk disgust this "piece of piss" they spit on me
but i hope they see the light shine to show a brighter side of me
to the world a bleak enigma falls on me im outcasted and disregarded
sorry im not retarded im fully aware of what i do im just black hearted
i wish the torture never started but i was destroyed at a young age
beat with rage and riddled with laughter at every turn of the page
they mocked me, beat me and ridiculed the clothes i wore
so i swore when i got older id get my revenge on that whore
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