Dead Man's Diary

Reader:

Dead Man's Diary on the nightstand

will it hold the truth to an unanswered past

Thoughts of yesteryears

Will they be revealed to the world at last?

Wooden floor cracks as I take a step forward

A cold breeze in back of my neck

A stench fills the room, the stench fills the room

Accumulated dust showed by the moonlight

Dark cover manuscript reveals its age

My hand apporaches and I feel the rage

Writer:

I'll hunt you down and punish your life

I'll nail you to the beams of red

I'll watch you bleed and beg for mercy

I'll savor the moment when our eyes will meet

Reader:

The content feared, the diary I open

First page, "To my love, the first and last"

A black and white photo from 1912

An image to remember from a forgotten past

I turn the pages, the horror grasps my attention

Shocking plots, and detailed footnotes

Confession begins:

"My actions are haunting me, I must confess.

But I fear brutal punishment for years on end."

"The truth will stay with me untill my body rests"

Writer:

I'll hunt you down and punish your life

I'll nail you to the beams of red

I'll burn your flesh, you will be covered with sores

I'll feel your pain as you scream for mercy

Reader:

A dark presence overcomes me

Agression starts to roar within my veins

The pages turn, without applying torque

A blank page appears at the end of the plot

The ink starts to appear as I read the words

My name inscribed, the time of death appears

Scripted to today's date, minutes untill tomorrow

An unexplainable fear is experienced

I close my eyes, I feel a soul above

I look into his eyes

His face...

... My face

Is staring at me

Writer:

I'll hunt you down and punish your life

I'll nail you to the beams of red

I'll ram a bullet right through your head

I'll put an end to the misery