ShockerJ's blog: "Poetry or some shit"

Splattered Blood on the walls. Never the weak survive. Hold my hand down the hall. Ready to take a dive.. Into the pool. of drained blood. In & Out of madness. If I could kill, and I would ,I'd bring you out of sadness. You need to die, once or twice, Again and again, if u try. Then I try to be nice. Just to listen to you lie... Never again bring on pain. With games in your head. Then I'm on. a higher plain. When I see you lie in bed. Although I want. us to work. Initiative is all yours. Because I don't want, you to hurt, As the sweat seeps from my pores