I Could Become The Last Thing You'Ll Remember. Poem by Wendy Gomez

I Could Become The Last Thing You'Ll Remember.



I'd make you a vudu doll
Hand made
Since you need one to stop this whole victim roll
I'd twist you, break you, tare you until you fade.

You'll have some sweet dreams alright
To the taste of your blood from the taste of you heart
You're going to wish you had no sight
The ending is going to hurt more than the start

It's torture, I'm sure you've met him since you did the same thing to me
Only worse it was an emotional stress not a tortured mess
I'm going to make you feel, smell, & see
All the suffering it brang me, it created me again but only less

A new pain will be born from this disaster
It will haunt you, creep you, scare you
The only thing you'll have is the want of it going faster
By time the only anger i possesed grew and grew

You really had no clue I could do this
See what can happen when you loose patience or tolerance
Espeacially with me my power is something you'll miss
So death wasn't good enough for me I had to let you live and remember this horrible glance

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Wendy Gomez

Wendy Gomez

Ruidoso, New Mexico
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