Battle Ground Poem by Lauren Miller

Take two steps back
Dead bodies on the floor
Better take a couple more
Rid yourself of the mess
A single moment of pure weakness

Turn around
Bleeding hearts on the ground
Ignore the pounding sound
The heartbeats of the ingorant
Linger on

Take 9 more steps
You're almost to the door
Crawling across the floor
You're bruised ego and bloody fingerprints
All the evidence that you'll ignore
Take 3 more

Lifeless pillars crashed upon the floor
You're nearly to the door
The sounds don't stop
The voices won't cease
They keep begging please
Don't leave them here alone

Smother them unconcious
Beating hearts streaked across the wall
They stain your wrists
Outlined hearts string across your arm
You're battle wounds some more

You're nearly at the door
The casualties litter you're core
Of course this was bound to happen again
Slaying all the innocent
Evil hides in the most unexpecting ways
Your motive they had to pay

You've reached the door
You're home free
Time to flee
Forget about this
This time, come across another line
Cross it with all your might
In fact you've won another fight

Bloody battle
Hear the cries
Those were there tries
Of pleading
But you got exactly what you needed.