Revenge Poem by zara williams

Your words really hurt,
bring me to my knees,
why do treat me so bad,
like i'm a dog with fleas?

I never said anything to you,
never called you any names,
but yet i've been pulled in,
to your sick little games.

There cuts right here,
are dedicated to you,
the blood on my wrist,
is from the things you do.

I feel like ending everything,
but you still need to learn,
my souls been destroyed,
i think it's your turn.

I'll get my chance,
watch your back,
pretty soon you will,
be under my attack.

Maybe i've lost the plot,
probably gone crazy,
the red in my eyes,
makes everything hazy.

I hope you get hurt,
worse than i ever did,
a painful death,
to you i bid.

I hope you can change,
just realize your mistake,
or else we can go,
on a quick trip to the lake.

Don't bother running,
i promise i will find you,
drag you below the surface,
until your body turns blue.

I'm not a murderer,
it's all in my head,
it's scary how much,
i want you dead.