Blood Script Poem by Amy Ormonde

man: *laughing* 'Really your serious? '

woman: 'Yes, i didnt cheat i swear i love you why would i do something and risk what we have? '

man: ' Listen boo, I know the game you think you've 'played' so well. I am sure you had no clue'

woman: 'really and what game is that... the same one you played to get to me back....listen hun you think revenge is sane....this stupid game.....is one you have always played. I'm sick of dealling loving you when your the one that can't stay true. i can't believe you blame this on me when hun your the one thats playing me.'


What a conversation
love is so hardcore
but can't you see this confrontation
is standing at your door
i remember when you said
Dear i love you so
and kissed me for the first time
and promised to never let me go
and then by some mistaken rumor
your love seemed to fade
and your friends told you i cheated
and i you couldnt help but blame
and i tried to make you sit
and listen to my words
and all you said is you don't believe
well my dear here is whats true
i never did cheat on you
and leaving that note in my locker
behind
was a cruel joke that never kept me blind
as soon as i read it i rushed to your house
but i was to late
for you had already dealt
and as i walked in
through that bedroom door
i began to break down
when i saw you lying on that floor
the blood that surrounded you
was somthing i could not endure
a knelt by your side
and began to cry
a few minutes sooner
and you'd still be alive
well my dear adam
i only blame myself
for you took your life
for no reason at all
I did not cheat
i did love you true
my dear adam
you did not have to go
and as i sit here
tear ridden
i look at your picture
thinking
why didn't
why didn't you think
why didn't you listen
but it is my fault dear adam
for i shouuld have tried harded
to make you listen
it is my fault dear adam
your blood script is written.