Notice My Name Written In Blood

 Wishful thinking,

seeded with hate,

my sins,

my mistakes,

played before me,

played for all to see,

bitterness grows,

which cannot be sedated,

I want my vengeance,

the guilty,

the innocent,


and none,


and a day,

what is mine,

is mine,

what is yours,

is what I’ll repay,

in rivers of blood,

in seas of red,

so come my child,

come my one,

it’s your turn to shed.

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4 Comments Add yours

  1. Unrelentingly dark and mysterious as always, Matthew. Poetry is a very personal format so let’s add scary, too.

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    1. Thank you so much, the darkness where it stems is somewhere within the words waiting to escape from my lips, the shadows themselves shape and shift, giving life, breath, and a beat to move by, I just let them free.

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      1. Long may it continue and for yourself to prosper by your labours just as the rest of us will by your output

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      2. Haha, thank you, may we all live the world we wish to be apart of

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