Rotting Corpse(What..)

Take a nice deep breath.
You smell that?
The rotting of my flesh.
Cringe as you may.
I'm like this from your dismay.
You crunched my heart.
Stomped my bones.
Ripped my flesh.
Destroyed my soul.
Here I lay rotting.
Rotting down to my bones.
Body turning to dust.
As you sit there not making a fuss.
My screams can't reach you.
Nor can I be seen.
But remember deary.
What my words used to mean.
Before you killed me,
I was all you had.
The one you would smile at,
And call your dad.
You took that ax to my skull.
Heard my scream and watched my fall.
Smirking and giggling.
You sick little bitch.
I guess that's why your mother loved you.
Cause your a twisted witch.
Just wait till you join me in hell.
Then you will join my pain ans suffering.
And be trapped in a never opening cell.
Till now imagine you father rotting in the ground.
Dead not making a sound.
All because of you.