Words Written in Blood

Here it is a beating heart inside the same blood covered box. Here is every word, every bleeding knife, from your decieving hands. Here is every word. Written in blood. Here it is a beating heart. Forgive me for thinking you were real. Forgive me for thinking this was real. You fuckin' liar. I hope your life is a living hell. I hope that everytime you breath you suffer. Kill yourself. Here is every word. Written in blood. I hope your life is a living hell.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

The melting sky proves this nonexistance. Your fairy tale lies. But you're to blind to realize that your god's a lie. Your god is a myth, and I refuse to bow down to these lies. Fairy tales, blind to the truth. You let a book of fiction lead your way. The melting sky proves this nonexistance. Your fairy tale lies. But you're to blind to realize, theres no use in prayer. When there is no savior. And I refuse to believe...or give in to these lies. And if your god does exist, let him strike me down. I'm still standing. Your god...your savior...does not exist

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

On that day the angels fell. Broken wings and broken hearts. Leave me here to soak this earth with tears. Scream at the sky. Raise my hands to my face and scream out songs of misery. Fallin' stars and broken dreams. I lost all on that day the angels fell. Fallin' wings and broken hearts. Leave me here to soak this earth with tears. Scream at the sky. I blame myself, but its not my fault. I lost all.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

She wore a halo of fire with wings wrapped tightly around my throat. Her blood covered fingers traced my face. And its days like these that make me wish I wouldnt wake up. And that I could tear down this blue sky. I'd kill your happiness because I can't stand to watch you smile. Pinned to the ground. A final nail in the coffin. These are dead flowers to lie by the grave.

As you turn the page with your crimson finger tips, leaving traces of red. A message typed across my redened flesh that reads forget me not. Words carved with razor blades to expose this a ransom note to myself. With my head hung low avoiding the sun. I bleed. I try. I bleed again. Words.. carved...with...razor...blades...to...expose...this...I bleed. I try. With my head hung low, avoiding the sun.

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025