In the corner..

Deep in the corner the child dreams,
woken abruptly with nightmares and screams,
he has dreamed the future,
and knows the names of those who will suffer,
he knows your name and how you'll go,
and the amount of torture you'll behold,
he doesn't move or even breath,
for he is still deep in his dream,
he sees his mom, his dad, and his brother,
he knows that even they will suffer,
but he doesn't speak a word,
he just sits in his corner,

Even though he knows the path,
the path of destruction and of wrath,
he just sits back and dreams,
of all the destruction in which he believes,
suddenly one night he comes to a conclusion,
what if it is all an illusion,
what if all his dreams had lied,
what if all those evil people don't die,
but he doesn't speak a word,
he just sits in his corner,

He desides then and there,
life won't go on it isn't fair,
he goes and makes his dreams true,
by killing all the people he knew,
after he is done he sits back and rests,
waiting for dreams and panic to fill his chest,
when he sleeps he suddenly realizes,
nothing not even my dreams were a lie,
everything depended upon me myself and I,
he commits to continue his deeds,
but for now he speaks not a word,
but instead just sits in his corner,
where all his dreams began,
that now control his life and his hands...