Welcome to the slaughterhouse.
Wanna play some games?
We'll scream and shout and call you out,
And even call you names.
Welcome to the slaughterhouse.
It's time for us to play.
Let's bring out that shiny blade,
And make you wanna stay.
Welcome to the slaughterhouse.
You've showed us all your fears.
We push you down and turn around,
And laugh at all your tears.
Welcome to the slaughterhouse.
We know you wanna go.
We'll take you to that world outside,
And put you up for show.
Welcome to the slaughterhouse.
Go and say goodbye.
Let them hear your last remarks,
And now you're gonna die.
YOU ARE READING
Petrichor
Poetry// Petrichor // // 🌏 the pleasant smell of earth after rain💧// Est. 2014 ~ 20.. Copyright LittleAussieDreamer (Alannah Mills) 2020