Bloody tile

by allison   Jul 8, 2005


I cant believe a word you say,
you've lied so much before
i hate the little games you play,
Ive played them all before.

a single tear falls from my eye,
landing on your face you twitch and slowly wake up.you weren't expecting me to be there.
you look scared as i stand over you with a bat,
before thinking twice, i don look back before my bat breaks your pretty face.

your dark blood almost looks black in this light,
it splatters on the walls,
and gushes out onto the floor staining you new white tile,
as i keep beating more out of you.

beating out of hatred it seems to go forever before i notice your not breathing.
my tightly clinched fists slowly let go of the bat,
i break down in tears as i see what Ive done.
we used to have so much fun!

my pure white skin seems to be soaking up your blood,
staining clothes, and filling my mouth.
i can taste my sweet misery,
blood and tears is my mixture!

looking at your beaten body,
i cant make out your face...
i look at the blood stains on the floor from when you tried to crawl away.
picking myself up, i relive the experience.
the power i had was overwhelming,
killing you was my ultimate pleasure,
id do it again if i had the chance.

id take my knife and carve my name in your wrist,
so everyone could no who left you like this!
i mark my body,
i can dig your own grave,
cause i hate you,
I'm gonna make you my slave!

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