In The Still Of The Night-A Dark Parody Poem by Ramona Thompson

In the still of the night
I hold my knife, hold it so tight againest my throat
'Cause I hate, hate myself so
Promise that if you try, try to stop me
I'll let my blood flow
In the still of the night

I'll always remember how you made fun of me
Way back on that night in May
The scars still show
Releasing a flow
A flow of bitterness and memories
As I once more imagine my soul high amoug the clouds above
Free, at last free from this fleshly prison that you rejected
When you laughed and said
Said that it would never hold your precious love

Well before I end my life
Snuff out all my light
Just to frighten you out of your wits tonight
I'll press this knife
Press it tight againest my throat with all of my might
In the still of the night

So before I end my life
Snuff out all my light
Just to frighten you out of your wits tonight
I'll press this knife
Press it tight againest my throat with all of my might
In the still of the night
In the still of the night