Blood On Floor(Revised) Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Blood On Floor(Revised)



Mark my words,
this will not end good.
Not that it ever really has.
I can already see the blood on floor.
Spilt everywhere.
All because of you.
All because you can never lose.
Always right, never wrong.
Just walk away and leave it alone.
It's like trying to talk to a brick wall.
Stunted, and stalled.
There's just no way to get through to you.
Not even sure anymore that I want to.

Mark my words,
this will not end good.
Not that it ever really has.
I can already blood on the floor.
Must we go through this once more.
Repeating the same mistakes as before.
The stress builds,
The headache becomes a migraine.
Too close to just losing it.
Becoming completely insane.
Going on a rampage.
I just can't stop now.
I won't stop now.
Not till the place is burnt to the ground.
Buried in mounds of ash lie's a key chain.
It's all that is left of you.
Please, oh please just stop.
Enough is enough.
A scream after every heartbeat.
No place to retreat
No reason,
No logic behind this at all.
Just swallow your pride.
Or just go kill yourself,
Yes oh yes beautiful suicide.
This world would be such a better place.
A better place, without you.

Mark my words,
this will not end good.
Not that it ever really has.
I can already see the blood on the floor.
You opened this door, these can of worms.
Now there's no going back.
You better just shut up now, please just shut up now.
What I do next won't make anybody proud.
I say bow, on your knees, on the the floor.
Beg for mercy, kiss my god damn feet.
There is always a tipping point.
Just relax I promise it will be quick.
It will be a great ending to all of this.
Forever squirming in silence.
Just give me everlasting peace.

Mark my words,
This will not end good.
Not that it ever really has.
I can already see the blood on the floor.
As the anger in me soar.
Like an eagle I'm flying so high right now.
With nothing but pure adrenaline
I'm prepared to rip you heart out from your body with my talons razor sharp.

Mark my words,
This will not end good.
Not that it ever really has.
I can already see the blood on the floor.
There's just so much blood on the floor.
Just so god damn much blood on the floor.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A really angry poem, originally I wrote when I was a teenager.
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