Speak

Hindsight

I had your ring

I have your ring

What the fuck happened in that basement?

It started as a fear of suffocation

You hear the parrot speaking in tongues

You see the carpet stained with your blood

But the beauty of the foundation

In the house you had once resided

The lot with vast memories and history

Has since been subsided

It's all gone

All the evidence unknowingly held you accountable for your wrongs

But as of lately I've been questioning what's really going on

Because your posture is off

You're wide eyed and your weight drops in numbers

You've began to twitch

Your cheeks are changing colors

With winter fast approaching

I see you growing eager in your trances

The vile you suppress?

Well, in your throat it dances

The harm you embody

Has been leaking through your pores

Evil defines your existence

I see through the bullet holes in the doors

You became too comfortable in your murderous endeavors

But I know that in the walls of that basement

You've hidden your collected treasures

I will come back

I will remember every detail

Down to the stitching in your clothing

To no avail will you curtail

I know what you are capable of as your plans implode before you

Rust erodes your tear ducts, dry.

It was easy for you to turn a blind eye

Didn't you question the trail you'd left before me?

While you were plotting another, I was inspecting

Another body rotting and you're objecting

No rest, and no peace in mind

History will repeat itself, hindsight