Vengeance Poem by Mark Gould

Eyes, lips sell me lies,
A steeping price for a worthless prize;
A lump of flesh that breathes
Yet dies,
Within the window of my mind.

Skulking dreams disturb the pond
Of my soul's eternal bond.
Shackled, broken, opaque demise
Lay upon you're lovely lies.

Devilish countenance jolt surprise,
As quickly as love and innocence dies.
Anguished callous aching, bleeding
Morals fail, light's receding.
Leaving bones stripped of flesh
Entombed in rags of a
Stinging
Burning
Pulsing gash.

Darkness bleeds through fickle veins,
Granting death to the remains,
Swallowing lies to fuel the pain.
For within these eyes lies only hate
And deathless pain is what awaits
For any fool who treads
And seeks
to find a place
Within my baneful,
Bleak,
Blackened heart.