Plan Of Revenge.

Don-poem :3 idk wtf this is nother Boredom-Product. WEE! Enjoy.

 

I think it’s high time for a little revenge.

My broken heart is screaming out to be avenged.

You walk away happy by her side, but soon!

You’ll be rocking in corners through midnight & noon.

Have you ever had a motive to cause someone pain?

To drive them out of their minds & into the insane?

I’ll make him claw out his eyeballs & drink the blood.

Cause him to run outside naked & drown himself in mud.

I’ll haunt the f****r; I’ll make him see my gaunt face everywhere.

It’s going to drive him to madness; he’ll rip out all of his hair.

I’m going to stand outside his window on a cold, rainy night.

With no raincoat, no umbrella, & no f*****g flashlight.

The light of the moon behind will illuminate my face.

A form of misery with puffy red eyes cloaked in black lace.

Scratching at the glass, hunched over, and staring at him.

Red eyes dripping mascara, gray lips set in a scowl, grim.

If he looks me in the eyes, my lips will stretch out in a smile.

I dare him to let me inside; I’ll slug his gut till he pukes bile.

For years & years I’ll always be in the shadows, watching, lurking.

Until he dives off a roof to escape me always there, sad or smirking.

I’ll stand over his mangled corpse & give his cold lips one last kiss,

And turn around, letting it all go, stepping back into the mist.

Reviews

[J. Swaney]

This piece held my attention and more and more that seems impossible, I found the rhyming forced and inconsistent. I did appreciate the jagged emotion that was portrayed in the piece, but felt like you were holding back. Rage, anger, and revenge are fantastic tools for a writer to use as we root around in our literary gardens but don't f**k around drawing finger sketches in the sand, strip off your clothes, rub the mud in your hair, taste the grit between your lips and roll with it. I look forward to reading more of your work.

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