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why im on the edge, and my sisters revenge
he was going with my sister,
i fucking hated him more than a blister,
he walked like he was king shit,
hes a slick shit prick,
the more i look at him the more fucked off i get,
then he does something that i'll make him regret........
there was a knock at my door,
my sister stands there in tears,
and shaking with fear,
i bring her inside sit her down,
what the fuck did he do,
look at me i said she seen my frown,
what did he do to you?,
a few seconds passed,
he beat my daughter, knocked her on her ass,
her pinned me to the wall and punched me in the gut,
i ran up stairs got my coat and shouted fuck,
as i left the house i told her to stay here,
my final thought as i left was her shaking in fear,
i went down to her house and he opened the door,
punching him up the hall, i shout so call her a whore,
you beat her and hit my niece to feel like manly?,
i slam the door and walk up to him,
he crawls away and hides in the corner,
i take off my jacket and laugh at the state of him,
i kneel down and look him in the eye his nose all bust up,
im sorry he says as tears flood he throat, shut the fuck up!,
i put out my hand and lifted as i recognized,
his fear of me after he apologized,
once he was up on his feet i kicked his from under him,
he landed on the floor and i dragged him to the kitchen,
duct taped his hand to the table and feet to the floor,
i sat opposite him and said revenge is bitchin,
i cried out for help but he knew it was a waste of time,
you should never have lifted your hand you crossed the line,
i broke up a bar of dairy milk chocolate i seen on the bench,
i melted it down and suddenly there was such a stench,
i looked over and the dirty cunt shit and pissed himself,
couldnt help but laugh, took the bowl over and i sat and ate,
he thought it was for him i could tell by his eyes,
his nose still bleeding as he fights to break free,
i get up again and find a hammer,
he shakes his head violently and scream out god please,
hes begging me dont do it but i smash his hands and then his knees,
you will never be able to hurt her anymore im going to fix that,
his screams of pain fall on deaf ears,
hes no longer blinded by the beauty of a relationship,
his tears flood his face and wash away dry blood,
i lean in and tell him no girl will think your a stud,
what he didnt see was me lifting a knife,
when i lifted the hammer, he knows now i'm gonna change his life,
i push his head onto the table,
had to press down hard to keep him stable,
i pushed the knife into his skin,
cut his nose off brutally can now see it from the outside in,
howls in pain i force a nearby sock in his mouth,
just to stops his petty shouts,
blood floods the table and drips to the floor,
all i say to him is, nearly done only 2 things more,
i cut the tape off his hand, a bottle of pills in his palm and tape the hand closed,
put my hand in his pissy shitty trousers and lifted out a turd,
and shook his head as i shove the turd in his nose,
i smear it all over and its an instant infection,
i put down a mirror in front of him, shout, LOOK AT YOUR REFLECTION,
i hand him the house phone and tell him to make a choice,
ask if he would live as a freak with lack of hands of legs,
or will he swallow the pills and next time i see him be dead?,
the choice is your so make it count at any cost,
he asks why and i tell him, cause you'll die slowly of blood loss,
i go back to my house and my sister stands up still crying,
i told her what i did, either he'll be dead, or dying,
taught him a lesson on why not to ever lift his hand,
now if you'll excuse me im going to go and wash the blood off my hands,
when i was up stairs i heard the door close,
wish i could tell what happened next but truth is, i dont know...................
i fucking hated him more than a blister,
he walked like he was king shit,
hes a slick shit prick,
the more i look at him the more fucked off i get,
then he does something that i'll make him regret........
there was a knock at my door,
my sister stands there in tears,
and shaking with fear,
i bring her inside sit her down,
what the fuck did he do,
look at me i said she seen my frown,
what did he do to you?,
a few seconds passed,
he beat my daughter, knocked her on her ass,
her pinned me to the wall and punched me in the gut,
i ran up stairs got my coat and shouted fuck,
as i left the house i told her to stay here,
my final thought as i left was her shaking in fear,
i went down to her house and he opened the door,
punching him up the hall, i shout so call her a whore,
you beat her and hit my niece to feel like manly?,
i slam the door and walk up to him,
he crawls away and hides in the corner,
i take off my jacket and laugh at the state of him,
i kneel down and look him in the eye his nose all bust up,
im sorry he says as tears flood he throat, shut the fuck up!,
i put out my hand and lifted as i recognized,
his fear of me after he apologized,
once he was up on his feet i kicked his from under him,
he landed on the floor and i dragged him to the kitchen,
duct taped his hand to the table and feet to the floor,
i sat opposite him and said revenge is bitchin,
i cried out for help but he knew it was a waste of time,
you should never have lifted your hand you crossed the line,
i broke up a bar of dairy milk chocolate i seen on the bench,
i melted it down and suddenly there was such a stench,
i looked over and the dirty cunt shit and pissed himself,
couldnt help but laugh, took the bowl over and i sat and ate,
he thought it was for him i could tell by his eyes,
his nose still bleeding as he fights to break free,
i get up again and find a hammer,
he shakes his head violently and scream out god please,
hes begging me dont do it but i smash his hands and then his knees,
you will never be able to hurt her anymore im going to fix that,
his screams of pain fall on deaf ears,
hes no longer blinded by the beauty of a relationship,
his tears flood his face and wash away dry blood,
i lean in and tell him no girl will think your a stud,
what he didnt see was me lifting a knife,
when i lifted the hammer, he knows now i'm gonna change his life,
i push his head onto the table,
had to press down hard to keep him stable,
i pushed the knife into his skin,
cut his nose off brutally can now see it from the outside in,
howls in pain i force a nearby sock in his mouth,
just to stops his petty shouts,
blood floods the table and drips to the floor,
all i say to him is, nearly done only 2 things more,
i cut the tape off his hand, a bottle of pills in his palm and tape the hand closed,
put my hand in his pissy shitty trousers and lifted out a turd,
and shook his head as i shove the turd in his nose,
i smear it all over and its an instant infection,
i put down a mirror in front of him, shout, LOOK AT YOUR REFLECTION,
i hand him the house phone and tell him to make a choice,
ask if he would live as a freak with lack of hands of legs,
or will he swallow the pills and next time i see him be dead?,
the choice is your so make it count at any cost,
he asks why and i tell him, cause you'll die slowly of blood loss,
i go back to my house and my sister stands up still crying,
i told her what i did, either he'll be dead, or dying,
taught him a lesson on why not to ever lift his hand,
now if you'll excuse me im going to go and wash the blood off my hands,
when i was up stairs i heard the door close,
wish i could tell what happened next but truth is, i dont know...................
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