Inspired by the hate you make me feel,
And the sound of your blood hitting the floor.
Driven by the thought of your face hitting the pavement.
It's so beautiful the way your heart stops beating.
I love the sight of your last struggle to breath,
And how your arms seek to be saved.
Your last words scream for salvation.
Salvation was gone long ago when you chose to face me.
This is the last time you will turn your back to me,
You can never walk away again.
Your soul and faith are my for the keeping,
Your pride…. Well, that was never up for negotiation.
I will be your last regret, your last wish for another chance.
I will be you