You deserved my wrath
a brick to the face
to choke on your disgrace
when you crossed my path

I crave to see your blood
gushing out of your eyes
and your mouth of lies
then drying to mud

I need to hear your heart stop
with you begging for mercy
through tears of blurry
as I twist you into knots

but I didn't stoop that low
no pools of red
just rage instead

I shouldn't have let you go