Vengeful Past - by Erik Smith
The
double doors burst open
Thousands of knife wielding women
Dashing out of my past
Prepared to destroy me for good
A wall of hate
Screaming viciously
Giving me the evil eye
Wanting to erase me
A tight circle forms about me
Knives glistening in the lights
Masses of promises of death bombard me
Teeth grinding as the approach me
Not even trying to put up a fight
Knife after knife penetrates me
Thousands of sharp pains tearing my soul
Blood filling my mouth and lungs
Cheers from the avengers
Having the most possible fun
While I become completely numb
The room turns the blackest black
As they play in my bloody mush
Happy to have earned their payback
