Poems of a Marked Heart

You're Dead

I lay here tonight

In a dark silent room

Feeling pain and

Uncontrollable gloom

Pictures of blood

Flash in my head

Pictures of you

Lying on the floor dead

Never to come back

And mess up my life

I smile as I wipe

You're darkened red blood

Off my silver reddened knife

Your coldened heart

Stopped dead in its beat

I think back to all the

Pain and hurt, as I cover your body

And spit on the dirt

From you or your game

I can no longer run

And me killing you

Was my turn for fun

Oh how they'll cry

Oh how they'll weep

But I know their sorrow

Is only skin deep

As I turn and walk

Down the empty street

I walk to the rhythm

Your heart used to beat

I think back to you

Lying dead on the floor

And smile, knowing

Your heart beats no more.